he asked his muse to write to him…. this was my response

March 27, 2011 at 3:53 PM Is this what you had in mind.. I remember the sleepless nights I had over six years ago when I first met you.. words on a screen that connected me to you, while I was with someone else.. and so were you.. your words kept me awake, awake regardlessContinue reading “he asked his muse to write to him…. this was my response”

August FIRST, Two thousand and 9

Saturday 9:07 p.m. Woke up at about 5 a.m. realizing Jorge never came back to sleep, just to return my keys.. I guess he found his ride back to New Jersey.. I guess it’s a bitch getting on public transportation from the Heights to Jersey after midnight.. Being my mother’s daughter, I left the bedContinue reading “August FIRST, Two thousand and 9”

But there isn’t a pill for that..

January 4, 2009 at 8:18 PM For my indecision.. to settle my mind For my upset stomach? Of course.. a headache? Certainly.. For the lingering pain on my lower back? .. I found some caplets for my acidity that can take care of that.. But what about my racing thoughts? Something for my constant needContinue reading “But there isn’t a pill for that..”

Cinco Años… Five Years… Cinque Anni…

April 25, 2009 at 7:21 PM Me fuí, lejos, bien lejos, pero descubrí que no hay distancia quando hay amor I left, far, very far, but I discovered that there is no distance when there is love Mi sono andata, lontano, molto lontano, ma ho scoperto che non ce distanza quando ce amore Un añoContinue reading “Cinco Años… Five Years… Cinque Anni…”