Identity
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Bah Humbug
When I was a child, I couldn’t wait until Christmas to find out what my presents would be. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out where my parents were hiding the unwrapped presents (the apartment wasn’t that big),… Continue reading
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i dent i ty
The following was inspired by the book The Other Latin@: Writing Against a Singular Identity, edited by Blas Falconer and Lorraine M. Lopez. who am i there are so many names according to themthose people who build the labelswrite the… Continue reading
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The Ministry of Lies
Considering recent events, I suggest revisiting this essay, which I have rewritten multiple times over the past few years and have recently updated to reflect the current situation. Don’t say you weren’t warned. I’m not naïve. The practice of lying… Continue reading
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7 7
December 8, 2025, marks my 77 rotations around the sun. The number 7 7 An angel number, I read it somewhere A powerful sign, I read it somewhere A spiritual awakening And Divine guidance, I read it somewhere I read… Continue reading
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DeoxyriboNucleicAcid
“DNA, or deoxyribonucleic acid, is the molecule inside cells that contains the genetic instructions for an organism’s development and function.” What should I call myself? Should I slip my soul (not the one in the bible)Into your designer wordsThe ones… Continue reading
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Closed Shut
I don’t see nothing I don’t want to see I don’t need to think to solve problemsI don’t want to solve I don’t ask questions to receive answers I don’t want to hearIt’s easier this wayThe pain is sometimes too… Continue reading
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A Year of Violent Living
The following poetic memoir is part of an upcoming chapbook titled “Walking Backward over Broken Glass.” In 1968, I was nineteen, living in Da Bronx. It was the year of cities burning. New York. Baltimore. Boston. Chicago. Detroit. Kansas City.… Continue reading
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Our Silence Is the Enemy
Anyone with a brain could see that the Great Deportation plans of the Madman would eventually unfairly target some people. But that doesn’t seem to matter to the MAGA followers. This scheme is simple: keep this nation as European as… Continue reading
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Creating Dangerously
Being honest with my own memories. This week, I finished the last of four Zoom workshops sponsored by the Bronx Council on the Arts on memoir writing. It was a heartfelt and supportive experience, with people from around New York,… Continue reading
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The Art of the Bronx
My world at fifteen was a mix of innocence and naiveté, threatened at times by what seemed like the start of a world gone mad. It was 1964, and I was living in the John Adams Houses in the South… Continue reading
