Little Secrets

Posts from the ‘Poetry’ category


Bits inside me murmur like rivulets on days where the current has picked up pace and I sigh through gusts of air moving over the large…

Niñas Lindas

Todas las niñas bonitas andamos mirando al cielo con espera a la intervención divina. Nuestras vistas caen en esferas amarillosas del cielo mientras nuestras piernas se…

New Flames

The rains have begun to fall and I’ve cleaned house with all memories of dry, sunny days. Goodbye to old loves and hello to new flames.