I wonder if when you
were a little girl, your mother would...

Not the typical latina who is feisty and...
The truth of the matter was that my mother tried...

Your teeth cut through
a cherry, the way I wish...

Its for the days the city ignores you so hard you...
I guess what I'm meaning to say is that sometimes...

Its not too late where I am,
but its late enough for me to know...

Remember how much
we talked about our dreams...

A sunflower
amidst roses...

I have been avoiding the topic,
almost as much as people ask me about it...

This poem, was written
in my mother tongue...

Aruba is a
gentle woman...

I know a girl,
that does not shave...

We will wake up in a place where
we can laugh mouth open...