Coração

I love you

like

the amount of grains

in the sand

like

the amount of times

the waves

crash ashore

like

the oxygen

that trees produce

because my heart

feels so happy

when I’m

with

you.

Cleansing

The ocean

called to her

to heal the

impurities and

insecurities

washing them

away

like foam

on the shore

Swallow

Holding

back

words

feels like

having birds

in a locked

cage

in your

chest.

A memo

To my fellow teachers

Reading rosters

with names that

don’t roll off the tongue

the names that require

extra thought

extra effort and

the respect to be pronounced correctly

there’s always

an Appreciation

for the attempts

And there’s always a story

mine is of a soap opera

a Gypsy in love with a naval officer

the story of how

ye

Makes a j

Sound in

Spanish class

the only teachers

who could say it

without hesitation

my five-year-old self

changed my name to Sonia

while visiting Perú

because it made more friends

This for the names

that don’t appear on

souvenir cups

plates

or shirts

My student told me

most of my teachers

can’t say my name and it’s OK

and I told her no

they need to just say it

no matter how many times it takes.

Boundless

Writing

outside the lines

Creating

new parameters

Limitless

Riding the waves

of eternity.

Answers

Revealed, truth peeled

Open eyes to testify

Ears, finely tuned In