Mother & Son

I see eternity in your eyes. You cradle him so gently in your arms. How did you come to trust that this was not the end, but the beginning?

More Cooking With The Bad Boricua

There was always a pot of beans on the stove in every Puertorican home. Being the Bad Boricua, I'm improvising all over the place. Got my can of beans (actually we use 3 cans), my sofrito, and my best spoon. I'm ready. Got the tostonera out. We will have fresh tostones (double fried plantains) no matter what!

My Garden Green & Astonishing

I planted the garden myself in meditative silence. This is how I pray. Rather the sound of the Trades, than any song. The way the palms shimmer with sound. The ocean rushing the beach below me. From this promontory, I embrace the universe.

Cooking With The Bad Boricua

I only know how to make flan from the box. I don't care. It tastes like home. Es muy importante que quemas tanto la sartén como la cuchara. It is very important to burn both the spoon and the pan. In my house anyway.

Silken Cord

Somewhere in this world or another, there is a silken cord and I am tethered to you. You are like the sun. All I want is to orbit around you as the moon orbits the earth and the earth orbits the sun.

Inevitable

Only the insistant pounding of the ocean carved this path. I said, trust me, and extended my hand to you. Subimos pa' ya. (we're going up there). You followed step by step up the exposed reef. It's ancient here. An edge. I so love the edges of things. To stand at the opening, relentless, fearless, knowing here is the world. Then I gave it all to you.

Delphi, High Noon

Oracle @ Delphi

Lie To Me # 3

If I said, that I loved you even now, would my tears betray me. The silence is a lie, just as darkness falls. Tonight when we need refuge, there will only be one place to go. Come home. Come home. Come home to me.

Today is Day 187 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 200 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico. People are still in the dark, don't lie to us.

Lie To Me # 2

I am lost to the depth of my need for you. Lie to me, go ahead. We have already torn ourselves so far from the truth.Lie to me so that I can lie to you.

Lie To Me #1

I can only ask you for one thing. Tell me you love me. Even if you have to lie to me.

You Know My Soul

Day after day, I come to you. Searching. The way you look into the vast emptyness of me without judgment for my sins astounds me. You forgive me over and over again. How is it that you know my soul when I know nothing?

Why?

I know you won't answer my emails. So why do I bother? Because I can't help myself. That's why.

Waiting

Waiting

Standing on the precipice

Toes curling over the edge

How sharp the cut of rock

Sliced away a million years ago

How I dare invade    to stand

So close to infinity without permission

This is a place of wanting

My heart sliced open trying

To find what’s left of my grace

If I have to sacrifice everything

To bring you back to me

Now after all the ruin and pain

I will    on this edge

Of what comes next

I am humbled by the course of time

Mulder Was Right

Although much progress has been made to assist Puerto Rico, the slow pace, political distrust, debacles of all sorts, and general lack of interest from the mainland government is discraceful.

Today is Day 184 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 197 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico. I do not know where we really stand and will not know until I get home. Mulder was right..."TRUST NO ONE".

So Easy To Turn

Why was it so easy to turn your back? To walk away like the past would disappear, if you wished it hard enough? You never considered me still standing there. My life turning to dust in my hands. The polvo del campo, you so easily kicked off your shoes. You forget, amorcito, the red dust of my father's finca is in me.

The Only Prayer

I would pray, if I knew how.

The only prayer I know is you.

Warrior Angel

                Santa Maria Magdalena Del Pazzis Cemetery in Viejo San Juan

Can We Consider Some Alternatives?

After reading Twitter, CNN and El Nuevo Día (here is the english portal), I'm convinced that the atmosphere has deteriorated to a toxic blame game with horrific name calling and accusations. You can read it for yourself. Where is the assistance and why are things falling into total chaos? 

On Day 182 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 195 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico, AEE continues to report that 99.30% electrification 93% of its customers.

Voy a chequarlo........... 99.30%??????

¡Ojalá que sí! Voy a chequearlo.....

Today on DAY 180 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 193 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico, AEE reports today that 99.30% electrification 93% of its customers.

Please let this be true. ¡Que sería verdadero! Pero parece que no. Jugando con las numeros.

NOPE! Just like I thought, everybody up in the mountains is still on generators! They are just playing with the numbers. AEE reports on Twitter that they are at 93%. At least they're still working on it.

If She Didn't

If she didn't stop, she would fall. Just a moment to lay her head down and think. Let the world rush past. She needed a moment. Gather herself together. Listen to her racing heart. Calm her raging mind.

This is Day 179 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 192 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Buscando El Gato Loco

Every time the screen door slammed, some one ran out. First the cat, escaping our dog, and finally the girls. Pone tus chancletas.....no salga de casa descalzos! (put on your flipflops..... don't leave the house barefoot). Out they went, after the dog, after the cat.

This is Day 177 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 190 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Siempre Azul

The ocean merely becomes the sky as the sky simply becomes the ocean.

From the astounding green of the mountains to the blue of heaven unfurling into the sea, you will find my heart.

Fortín de San Gerónimo

On a dare, we hopped the old stone wall and ran toward the fort. Sitting low by the wall, I told you my secrets. You told me yours. I promised to always love you, dance all night, and be your mom. We claimed the fort, you and I. Together everything is possible.

This is Day 176 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 189 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Thank You Stephen Hawkings

Without you I never would have been able to understand Quantum Mechanics or realized that Black Holes are sexy!

Only 1 of us is traveling @ a constant rate of speed

Sweetheart, you said, stardust, we are only stellar matter

Left spiraling inward to create our own radiating accretion disk

Saying I love you is a forbidden nonlinear algorithm

Still you pull me toward your infinite density

& I willingly fall into your event horizon

 

My Immortal

was it simply an alignment of the stars

or are we just fortune's fools

I know you, my immortal ghost

the always & forever

& the never ever

chance collision of the possible

impossibilly simple to hear 

your voice

again

Do What Your Heart Says

Do what your heart says in its beating

Some things cannot be discouraged

This is Day 174 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 187 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Keeping It At 100

As a swim coach, I thought I'd let you know. Just in case.... You know.

The Elegance Of Things

I wish I could say that my mind is empty. It isn't. Instead, its filled with a piercing constant ringing of thousands of small bells and a cacophony of vibrations. I think of a Philip Glass Symphony of sounds pitched invisible. Maybe a multitude of dogs whistles simultaneously blown.



So, why can't I make any sense of anything? Of me or you? Past, future, present, loop ad infinitum. Why did we argue about nothing again? Remember how we used to believe in love? Once having each other was enough. Now, it's nothing. Null set. You believe in the elegance of numbers. I believe in the elegance of words. We have lost our intersection.

We Dream

we dream 

each other’s daily lives

beyond touch 

separated by oceans

by choices 

shed the bravado

the pride   you

are forgiven   forgive me

know

i would rip the fabric of the universe

bending the geometry of space time

to kiss you 

again

How Soon The Storm

how dark the sky

how soon the storm

lightening will come

the ocean makes its own thunder

You Can Still Make Me Dizzy

Why do I continue to let you rock my world?

Every step I take you're still with me. Walking with my ghosts. Still walking with my ghosts. I let you squeeze my hand and call me angel.

Say My Name

All I could think of was..... say my name. Say my name. In the pounding surf, in the wind shivering the palms. In the quiet of your arms. Say my name.

It has been a total of 168 Days since Hurricane Maria made landfall & 182 Days since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Can We Just Walk Along The Beach?

Can we just walk along the beach together? There are quiet places where we can sit and talk or listen to the waves. Every step, I took with my father, I'll show you. Everyplace where the reef is sharp, I'll pull you to me and keep you on the sand.

Today, marks 167 Days since Hurricane Maria made landfall & 181 Days since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Time After Time

                         

               If you fall, I will catch you. I will be waiting, time after time.

Meet Me Right Here

                            

Meet me right here on March 28th. I picked the place. You pick the time. I'll be there. 

Baby Girl

You can take the girl out of Puerto Rico but, you can't take Puerto Rico out of the girl.

La Virgen De Mar Chiquita

Today, marks 166 Days since Hurricane Maria made landfall & 180 Days since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.

Frituras Cerca Del Parque

Afternoons in the city, she'd go down to the food trucks along the park. Not so new. People have been serving up traditional foods on the street forever. Nothing tastes as good as alcapurrias y pastelillos washed down with some mavi. One greasy bag and one quart para llevar. Snacks all night, when she was home alone.