Kidnapped

The cool air from the small circular vent blew onto my bare arms causing the thin hairs to stand like venomous needles. The temples on my head felt hot and pulsed with vengeance from lack of sleep, crying, anger, fear, and confusion. The metal cuffs around my thin wrist tightened, leaving the mark of defiance …

From Saturdays

Chorizo sizzling, pans burning, oj pouring, and giggles in the hallway cars vroom vrooming, dolls talking, and Jack Johnson singing from a phone in a glass bowl That’s where I’m from. lovers dancing, kids laughing, camera snapping, and oh crap there’s smoke rising from the eggs drawers rattle, dishes clatter, food splatters, and 5 bellies …

Motherhood

Motherhood is waking up 10 times last night. It’s slobbery kisses on my eyes, nose, ears, and chin while folding onesies with yellow milk stains along the trim.   Motherhood is rubbing a sore knee to ‘sana sana colita de rana.’ It’s wiping marker stained hands and the scribbles along the hallway walls. And all …