‘Get rid of them. If you want to get out of here, don’t even mention them.’ she said. *Genna was referring to my letters. The letters I wrote before I attempted suicide. She was advising I not mention it to the appointed psychiatrist because it may delay my being released from the psych ward IContinue reading “Letters undelivered”
Author Archives: Rosa Isabel Chavez
Fair
‘Te vas a poner prieta.‘ – ‘You’re gonna get dark.’ is the warning told to little girls in DR when they stand in the sun. ‘Prieta‘ is worst than ‘dark’, its closer to the N word if anything, therefore the warning was more of a scare tactic for those that aspired or believe to beContinue reading “Fair”
Little hostages
‘My cousins want me to get a job so I can move out.’ she offered as we walked towards the corner store. Angel is a junior in my fashion class.‘How old are you? 16?’Angel : ‘I’m 17, I’ll be 18 this October‘.My mental calculations did the math; she would be 18 in the beginning ofContinue reading “Little hostages”
21 and suicidal
21 marks a time when all young adults celebrate being Free.. I remember my 21st year on this planet and I was not happy..So not happy that I believed I was ‘better off dead’..so much for FREEDOM and being able to DRINK..I was DONE I lived in a 1 bedroom apartment on 189th street andContinue reading “21 and suicidal”
Independence
27 de Febrero This day marks the independence day of a small island in the Caribbean – Dominican Republic.It is the ONLY example on the planet where TWO countries SHARE land on an island. Two countries that SHARE a past, inherit more like it.. from two European powers – SPAIN and FRANCE France OWNED HaitiContinue reading “Independence”
Communicating
How do porcupines mate? Very…. Very CAREFULLY This was a line from a movie I LOVE.. the updated version of the ‘Thomas Crown Affair’.. a millionaire who sees a psychologist? And engages in criminal activity? And has a hot red-head come after him? And takes place at The MET? Yeah! That’s my kind of movie.Continue reading “Communicating”
Awakening Old Pain
I had to take Childhood Psychology in college for my teaching certificate (circa 1996) and there was a lesson that stayed with me. There are events in a child’s life that can change and sometimes dictate their future, the first time I dived into the term ‘trauma’. I learned at that time that things suchContinue reading “Awakening Old Pain”
Words never really mattered
‘Tu eres una Mierda! Tu eres nada! Tu no tienes nada! Tu no tienes a nadie!’ translation – ‘You are shit. You’re nothing. You have nothing. You have no one.’ These words were yelled at me while I fed my grandmother. The words came from her daughter.. her eldest daughter, what can classify as anContinue reading “Words never really mattered”
Fuck it.
My first language is Spanish (romance language), therefore my sentence structure will be awkward to some ‘English only’ readers.. don’t judge I was programmed. And so have you, programmed to believe, so many things.. Many of those programs have served me.. yet the others have buried me.. I was taught to keep silent about anythingContinue reading “Fuck it.”
Grateful Immigrant
We are born with the ability to reason, maybe for our benefit first, but no less to reason. We are born with the ability to cry out for what we need when we are hungry, when we are in pain and when we want what is not in our grasp. Then there are those thatContinue reading “Grateful Immigrant”