Para Alejandro G.N Nacimos unidos pero siendo tan distintos.Nuestras madres ambas médico queriendo sanar a la humanidad,Mientras nuestros padres desde su esquina transformando la sociedad. Fuimos primogénitos,Cargado de las ilusiones y las esperanzas de nuestros padres y madres.A lo largo del tiempo fuimos retando y rompemos esos esquemas que no eran nuestros. Siempre fuiste aventurero.Una […]
Read more "Mar adentro"This poem is for my wife and for any mother that feels the intense societal pressure to be a “Good Mother”. Something that as a male and a father, society doesn’t ask of me. My hope is that this poem can provide a brief moment to give name to the impossible task that is asked […]
Read more "I’m going to fail you as a mother"Longing to explore destinations from beyond.Risking the unknown and the fates up above.I take small steps towards that fine gold,While fearing losing my way back home. I want to make sure that I can come back to youAnd bring back the treasures and adventures from those far off shores.Do I come back out of fear […]
Read more "The way back"25 years later I feel the pressure from before.The scripted performances on top form.However, this time with less hair and specks of gray. Some I know are completely gone:– The good and perfect son– The one that needs to know it all But these new ones have a life of their own,And bring back the […]
Read more "Return to Form"When doe my life start?When will I get the final approval that I can start the process?Will my academic parents approve?Will I make the right choice?Will I be enough? Waiting and waitingMy passion and creativity boiling inside.With each passing day, the pressure building.Not knowing what might emerge and what fallout that could come.
Read more "On standby"All I wanted was a sugar daddy.All I wanted was someone to blame.Someone that I could project on to.This is not mine.This is not mine.This is not mine.I grieve what could have been for a few minutes at a time.Memories and props that I donated and threw away.My side of the history to be witnessed.A […]
Read more "Katy’s country song"I woke up to the moon peeking through the curtains in our room.I smiled. I felt the invitation of a playful lover.I got up and prepared myself.At 3:33 I stepped out into the front yardTrying to find a dark corner that wasn’t in plain sight. I invoked her spirit and stared at her big, bright […]
Read more "Dejate recibir"You left a life size hole in my heart.The familiarity of loneliness lingers,like the smell of fresh baked cookies that we baked not so long ago.I loved you so well.You even told me so!How dare you change your mind and Make it all go away without my consent.I can’t think of what’s next.I just need […]
Read more "A barn to burn"Intimacy starts and stops,like the old, rusty RV that I now call my home.Making a tour around the world.Like a social butterfly, I stay at friends for a day or twobut I know how the saying goes: “A guest is like a fish: After 3 days it stinks!” I move around because I am afraid […]
Read more "Roadtrip poems"Lean into the edges.Trace them with your feet.Notice how out of nothingthe edge creates a thing? Whatever wasn’t,it’s now there for all to see.Something created out of nothingAll because a line appeared to be. A line,An illusion of separation.A gift to help us feelThe abundance of everything in every little thing.This is the abundance of […]
Read more "The edge of things"
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