HELLO THERE 🙂 When did your love for Star Wars begin?  My obsession with Star Wars wasn’t love at first sight like my crush on Kim Katrell in the movie Mannequin. When I was seven years old, my aunt introduced me to this long, boring movie about space wizards and robots, but I fell asleep before […]
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My rebuttal to El Gran Varón (Lyrical translation below) Dear Simón I wish your story had ended differently. Another name on the quilt sown. If you were my dearest daughter, you would have never been alone. Once the pride of Don Andrés, until he saw you in a skirt. Guess he wasn’t
(Written in 2008 for my future wifey) I desire you in every way you can imagine the word is defined. Trying to explain the magnitude of my craving for you at its highest point would only make me look crazy. But here I go. Please don’t judge me. Close your eyes and picture the word
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I’ve seen many like her in this library, lonely, searching for the right book. Her fingertips teased many titles before, getting closer, my table of contents shook. Delighted by my Dewey’s decimal, she grabbed me off these crowded shelves. The other books cried out in agony because they couldn’t compel themselves. Her eyes glanced at
One early September morning back in 1998, I found myself on a downtown 4 train heading to a high school volleyball game in Manhattan. As I looked at my fresh new navy blue and white Jordan 12s, Lisa was sitting next to me, fidgeting with her hands. Nervously, she turned to me and asked, “what
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Since Monday, I’ve seen you every day on the train, five days consecutively. You’re da best part of my breakfast, a second helping I want desperately. Because of you, this weekly MetroCard is good money well spent. Captivating me with your style, but your textbooks say intelligent. Tuesday, I loved the pinks snow boots that
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On top of my game, I walked away from her like the great Air Jordan. Secretly she wears my logo on her chest, like the Admiral’s polished cordons. He holds on tight with both hands, afraid that she might double dribble. Cause she still sees my X’s & not his O’s through all the chalkboard
Posted Friday morning This past weekend was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. For lack of better words, there was a disturbance in the force, and I may never be the same again. I met a girl online. No, not another one, the potential game-changing one. We had three consecutive five-hour conversations on the phone this
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My passion for running is multiplied when Mother Nature is at her worst. I can hear the raindrops tapping at my windowpane, begging me to come outside and play. The rain, it knows me. I want to go outside and play. While tying my laces, my mother walks in the door of my room. She
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Posted 8/16/08 You know what? I love every little inch of myself. In my eyes, I’m almost perfect, case closed. If I were a woman, I would look for a man Just. Like. Me. I know what you are thinking, “This dude is mad cocky.” Yep! Without a doubt I’m not saying I’m God’s
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