A new friend who writes here took on the challenge of writing something, anything for 30 days during the month of April: National Poetry Month. I thought it would make for an interesting challenge so I decided to take it on as well, though I am five days late. I got a few of our … Continue reading I ♥ NYC!
Where a sleepless night can lead…
I couldn't sleep Friday night. This is, of course, not a new thing for me. Sometimes I can manage a few hours, sometimes sleep doesn't come at all. To those who sleep easily, I'm sure this will sound strange, but I prefer the not sleeping at all. I find that I am anxious to be … Continue reading Where a sleepless night can lead…
Still
Early morning and I sit on my favorite hill feeling the softness of the breeze on my cheek I see its quiet strength as it sways the branches on the trees and I am still I look out in the distance where I catch the sun sneak behind the clouds that softly float over the … Continue reading Still
Oh teenage angst…
I am looking through the journals I kept as a teenager—there are many—and I found the following poem I wrote when I was 17. You Did Care I trusted you once and with that came the pain I should've known better than to trust you again. I was blinded by my love for you, I … Continue reading Oh teenage angst…
‘Cause I’m a gypsy…
In the fall of 2003 I had the opportunity to travel to Spain for 10 days. Having grown up with the last name Juliá, not a common Puerto Rican name to be sure, I'd been told that it had its roots in Spain and France and though Spanish was just one part of those roots, … Continue reading ‘Cause I’m a gypsy…
The perfect boyfriend
This is some little girl's (I hope) list for a a perfect boyfriend. Aside from the "a little stuped" I'm with her and think that she may have even meant 'a little' as opposed to the 'a lot' that she knows. Boys will be boys sometimes, as we all know, and maybe they're pulling her … Continue reading The perfect boyfriend
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