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…

New Years

New Yearsand I’m staring at the clocklike it owes me somethinglike the past year didn’t stealhalf the air from my lungsand the restwas left in cigarette smokeand cheap wine New…