I wrote this poem in May of 2024.
at 9, Mariah Carey taught me to look pretty
even as I’m suffering, even as I’m cast aside
for someone else
even as I’m crying and dying from grief
at 9, Mariah Carey taught me about
all of the lovely and terrible things
that come with falling in love
at 9, Mariah Carey gave me lessons
about life and love
I’ve carried into my middle age
This was my response to the prompt #2: What needs to happen this month
I’ll try on Christmas cheer this year instead of my usual bah humbug vibe
Luis Miguel and Mariah Carey will blast Christmas music from Alexa
my house will be decorated inside and out with all things Merry
and my kids will roll their eyes and call me “cringe”
but it won’t bother me in the least
Because this Christmas Eve, I’ll finally have a sense of peace
to finally enjoy the Christmas magic
Below is a playlist I found on Spotify with Spanish and English Christmas Music to put you in the mood for the holiday.
Life on the BPD 