Half of a Heritage Held By Our Thin Shared Line
Wrote this not really a vent but more a reflective poem for the last day of hispanic heritage month a while back. it's a more personal poem even if the details are a bit ambiguous overall. originally posted this in october 2021.
You Grow To Love The Soup
A poem i wrote for hispanic heritage month a while ago. it’s a poem about life experience and the kind of food you learn to appreciate with age and by eating it multiple times. originally posted in october 2022.
Maintaining A Space Between The Cracks Of Black & White
Originally wrote this for hispanic heritage month last year and while i didn’t finish it in time then due to what i was going through at the time i’ve managed to post it with plenty of time this year.