Category Archives: Poetry

Birth of a Poet

“If I swim strong enough, I can visit abuelito,” I told myself since the moment I left Cuba at the age of five. One afternoon when I was nine, trying to swim back to the island, I got sucked by the riptide in Palma Sola Beach. There was no life-guard on duty.Continue Reading


After finishing my morning chores, I walk to the sand bottom spring. Summer seeps in.Turquoise waters gently swirl. Suffused, I bathe, float, swim. The afternoon sun crawls under my skin. In the curling of my toes, a Wasp appears. “Hello, old friend,” I greet. With delicate hairy legs she walks on water. Few feet away, sheContinue Reading