Do you believe in signs? As in the universe sending you signs. Part of me does and a part of me usually thinks I read too deeply into natural occurrences. I've written about my restlessness before. I know that my little problem/issue is insignificant compared to the larger fight that people are fighting. My reason… Continue reading signs from the universe
Tag: Journal
Hibiscus Agua Fresca- a poem
Abstract drawing of a hibiscus flower done by me Mami says the hibiscus agua fresca tastes bitter because it has been here too long And I wonder if she thinks the same about herself She says this country does not love her and she won’t stay where she is not wanted But I secretly think… Continue reading Hibiscus Agua Fresca- a poem
How Do You Move on?
How do you move on? Do you do it slowly, like a tightrope walker, a delicate balance between safety and doom? Do you pack up everything you have left into a box and make a run for the back door? Do you hand in a notice and lay it all out on the table? Do… Continue reading How Do You Move on?
Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts
A picture of a mural I took in Bay Ridge. I couldn't think of a title so... It's been a while since I posted something . Mostly I've been trying to gather my thoughts about what's happening in the world. I have a draft in my drafts folder with my thoughts and feelings on Black… Continue reading Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts
Marks- an acrostic poem
Mid day rain from out you came Awoke in me my timid state Real life does not include "you and I" Killing time until I find Someone else with the same eyes -Annette
On The Other Side of the Bridge
The train I'm on speeds out of the tunnel and onto the Manhattan Bridge. I look out the window and the once traffic jammed road is empty, boats no longer cruising on the east river. Behind the Manhattan and Brooklyn bridge the bright, warm sun is just about to set. My heart flutters and a… Continue reading On The Other Side of the Bridge
I do it to myself
I have not forgotten about this blog. In fact, my drafts folder is full half-written posts. I wanted to write and post on this blog for weeks but every time, I start writing and when I'm done I realize I've gone on multiple tangents. But that's how my brain works and instead of trying to… Continue reading I do it to myself
When I force my mom to watch a movie with me…
I have realized that I use movies as a form of communication. This is more true with my mom. She and I have a complicated relationship and I find that communication between us is like navigating through a minefield. So, whenever I find a movie that has any resemblance to what my mom and I… Continue reading When I force my mom to watch a movie with me…
“Don’t F*** w/Cats” and other thoughts on social media
If you haven't seen it, "Don't F*** w/Cats" is a true crime documentary series streaming on Netflix. It's about the killer of Jun Lin, Luka Magnotta. Magnotta first began his atrocious acts by filming and uploading himself murdering kittens in horrendous ways. Which all culminate sin him recording and uploading a video of himself killing… Continue reading “Don’t F*** w/Cats” and other thoughts on social media
The start of 2020
I've never bought into the significance of a new year. Time is a social construct, in a way. Yes, we age and life moves on that's not something we made up. But graduating college at a certain age, there being an acceptable age to have kids and get married and having your life together by… Continue reading The start of 2020
