
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Todo Sobre Mi Madre
Roma
All About A Boy
La Historia Oficial
Sylvia
Mujeres Al Borde De de un Ataque de Nervios
Annie Hall
Frida
Fools Rush In
Here’s is the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Crooked Turn
otro giro equivocado mΓ‘s en el amor y perderΓ© la fe para siempre
porque siguiendo repetir la misma tragedia
es una locura que estΓ‘ acabando con mi espΓritu, con mi alma
mejor serΓa quedarme sola que seguir perdiendo partes de mi
por mi anhelo de ser amada
I wrote this poem in April of 2022.

I finally read a book I felt seen in
I finally read a book that didnβt make a Latina
a side character, a vixen or a maid
I finally read a book that addressed
the complexity of the intersectionality
of an American Latinaβs identity
I finally read a book that changed my life
Here’s the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Drunk and Blue
Solita y borracha llorando de nuevo por un hombre
que se burlo de mi dignidad
Solita y borracha, te conoci y me deje llevar
por la quΓmica y tu carisma
solita y borracha contigo querΓa olvidarme al otra
y por algunas horas pudo hacerlo
Solita y borracha prometiste llamarme pero no mΓ‘s
fue una promesa sin substancia
solita y borracha de nuevo estoy pero esta vez con ira con mi misma
por siempre repetir el mismo cuento por no saber valorarme

I plan my goals according to what I want to achieve and what will bring fulfillment and joy to my life. I keep a google doc of lifetime goals with lofty goals like owning property in the U.S and Peru and traveling to all 7 continents. Here’s a preview of it:
Get published in more online or print publications
I will get a translation certification from Arizona University
My Spanish will be more fluent than ever
I will go to Oxapampa-4/2/2023 (goal accomplished, yay ME!)
Travel to Asia
Own property in Peru (preferably in Oxapampa -a house with farmland)
Travel to Mexico (Frida Kahloβs house)
Go to Montgomery, Alabama-Zelda Fitzgeraldβs house
I also have a short term goal list I make every year but also continue to revise them every time I start a new journal. Here’s a preview of it:
I want to add that I’m very intentional with my goals and when I start to feel stuck or stagnated in my life, I will revisit them and see which goals I’ve achieved and making progress on and which ones I need to work on. I think that having goals have given my life purpose and keeps me moving forward. Some years have harder than others to set goal, I remember in 2019 I had two goals: survive 2019, have more compassion for myself. So really, it doesn’t matter how many goals you have or what kind of goals they are, the only thing that matters is that they help you evolve and bring fulfillment to your life.
Here is the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Memory
fuistes la luz mΓ‘s brillante en mi universo de amor
quizΓ‘s por eso pasan los aΓ±os y no llegΓ³ a olvidarte
quizΓ‘s por eso siempre regreso a ti para que me acuerde
que el amor no siempre es una mierda que se repite
cada vez que me enamoro

no, Susan or Ken, your ex wasn’t a narcissist, they just got tired of your bullshit. honestly, though, we need to stop arm chair diagnosing people with this word. it’s turning into a “catch all term” to make us feel better about ourselves when a relationship ends or we have a fallout with someone. I’ve been accused of it and I’ve accused others of it and it just made things worse. So, yeah, let’s stop using the word “narcissist” unless we are a legit mental health professional or we know for sure that person has been diagnosed as a narcissist.
Here’s the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Dead End
me encuentro en un callejΓ³n sin salida atada a una vida desgraciada
del cual no consigo huir
decepcion, desilusion y responsabilidades desde una temprana edad
cimentaron mi destino a nunca tener una vida normal con estabilidad
ΒΏSerΓ‘ demasiado tarde para que yo viva algo mΓ‘s que esta vida llena de miseria?
Here’s the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Bad Place
encadenada en mis pensamientos oscuros que luchΓ³ de escapar
pero no hay remedio para esta depresiΓ³n hincada en mi
que me cubre con una niebla de incertidumbre
no me deja en paz, no me deja vivir
I wrote this poem in August of 2022.

Insecurities and anxiety from my immigrant childhood
Come out to play and my adult self wants to run away
I thought I was healed from this
I hate these triggers—but I still confront them even if I donβt want to
I cry and write about them, reprocess something not quite healed
Am I on the way to my recovery from BPD?
Here’s the English Version of this poem:
Poetry: Company
Querido amigo, ΒΏpor quΓ© quieres que pase la noche contigo?
ΒΏSerΓ‘ porque quieres usar mi cuerpo para que cubra tu soledad?
ΒΏSerΓ‘ porque estΓ‘s triste por el rechazo de aquella?
lo siento, pero me tengo que ir
no me prestarΓ© para ser uno de tus antojos temporΓ‘neos
porque tu no sabes como enfrentar tus sentimientos

Describe your life in an alternate universe.

here is the English version of this poem:
Poetry: Dear Brad
Queridisimo Brad-
lo siento por no dejar que me lleves a tu cama
y que me uses como te dΓ© la gana
es que aprendi mi leccion
y ahora entendiΓ³ que soy un tesoro
que no puede gastar su energΓa
en alguien que no mas me quiere
por un ratito y despues se va