Marcy stood at the crossroads, the path ahead shrouded in darkness. The whispers of despair echoed in her ears, tempting her to surrender.

A poem about a bride who finds herself not a bride realizing instead she is a widow. She is seeking freedom and learns that it will come...

Have you thought about yourself as unworthy? I once heard someone say that I am not worthy. I know this well, yet even still... I find worth

Time stretched out like an endless desert, each grain of sand a moment of despair. The horizon offered no hope...

There's a great divide between us now. One unexpected. Un-imagined. Undesired. Where I am you no longer are. Where you are I long to be.

A poem I wrote in honor of my Taino (Indigenous to Puerto Rico) ancestors over 9 years ago with two original paintings.

The days gone by and the afterlife study. There's hope. Perhaps I will see her again.

The 5th day. Harder than yesterday. But still I breathe. I remember she fought...to...live.

Illuminate me with the fire of Your Word When You speak, You speak spoken words of purity There is no flaw in You, no darkness can...

BLESS THE MAN, my heart loves, Bless his gentle touch. Bless the tears falling from his eyes... Pain will cease, for I am God's gift for...