Not poetry

You asked me if I missed you
And I laughed and showed you the posts I had written about you.

You smiled and said,
‘That’s some wonderful poetry’

I could not smile while I said,

'That’s not poetry, that’s how you broke me. That’s not poetry, that’s how I saved myself.
That’s not poetry, that’s how pathetic you made me feel.
That’s not poetry, that’s how I gained all my strength.’

Sometimes I wonder if the reason we write and enjoy dystopian future stories is because we realize we arenโ€™t centuries, decades, or even years away from living in one - it could happen in a matter of days, hours, maybe even minutes and the reminders of that are our favorite things to ignore.
—  Denial and other drugs / Just for thought

Hello friends! Just a little life update from everyone’s fave Afro-Latina poet.

- graduated high school!
- am working on my first full-length collection of poetry!! (More on that later)
- finally am working on writing a play that I feel passionate about + can actually write dialogue for!
- am headed to Yale in the fall!
- doing some political stuff here in town over the summer !
- am hanging with my best buds trying to have some quality teen moments™ !!



Here I will try and explain pancakes to @sonador-reveur because she has never had them before. 

Definition of a pancake from Wikipedia:

A pancake is a flat cake, often thin, and round, prepared from a starch-based batter that may also contain eggs, milk and butter, and cooked on a hot surface such as a griddle or frying pan, often in oil or butter.

Here are some ways to eat one according to Wikipedia:

They may be served at any time with a variety of toppings or fillings including jam, fruit, syrup, chocolate chips, or meat. In America, they are typically considered to be a breakfast food

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There is also a crêpe, which is a type of very thin pancake. Wikipedia explains its origin and where it is predominant. 

The word is of French origin, deriving from the Latin crispa, meaning “curled”. While crêpes are often associated with Brittany, a region in the northwest of France, their consumption is widespread in France, Belgium, Quebec and many parts of Europe, North Africa, and the Southern Cone of South America.

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*None of the images are mine. They belong to the World Wide Web*

I hope this helps answer your questions. You should try one or two or three or more. They are good. Source: I had them. 

There are many versions out there. If you have them in any other way, please share these with me and Shikha. Thank you.

I am, by nature, in love with every day. Occasionally we grumble at the kitchen with our coffee. Sometimes we have problem finding our side of the bed. Sometimes me and my day go on a bad holiday and come out disappointed. Sometimes my day cuddles next to me and I think I am the cat. Sometimes my day is not a “some-time”, but the most beatific creature of earths. Sometimes a day like this comes by and I remember that she can be valentine’s day too. I love this day, the day that I don’t really deserve. But she comes back and I am in tears, holding the door open. In those days I see myself in the mirror and think I might be like her. But she knows better than I do, and gives me back myself. Now we will go and have a nice walk together. I think I will fall asleep next to her as if she was a rabbit in her nest and I was a bear.

just a little update: so I have obviously slowed down with posting new things and part of that is because I am so tired from work and the other part is that I am trying to put my little bit of free time into actually doing the whole book thing (I have a title! and like actual new stuff!!)  I really appreciate those of you who are sticking around, sending prompts, and reading whatever the hell I come up with. somehow this little blog has become a consistency in my life and it makes me pretty happy, so thank you. 

Everyone died a million times, yet came back to life, why couldn’t they do the same to Stefan?
I hate them for that. How could they kill him?
I wanted to cry through the whole thing.
How could they end it with Stefan dead ?