I Fucking Hate You

I fucking hate you. Not in that cute way— Not in that high school "ugh you’re so annoying" way— I mean skin-peeling, blood-boil, pray-for-my-restraint hate. I mean every cell in…

Sofrito Heartbreak

He woke up with the coquí’s song stuck in his throat, tongue dry like sun-bleached coral, heart still marinating in the vinegar of her leaving. She left in a whirlwind—…

i remember jackie

i remember jackie’s hair, thick and black, salt-wet from the sea,the way it clung to her neck when we’d walk the cracked streets of viejo san juan,our chocolate lab’s nails…