What would you have told your 13 year old self? When I was a kid, I often felt awkward and out of place. I felt isolated from other kids because I was different. I preferred to read and write instead…
How can you make way for life's challenges and uncertainties and allow yourself to grow? What does self-acceptance mean in an ever changing atmosphere? In “Make Way for Yourself,” I explore these questions.
In this poem, “Blood Memory”, I spit lessons I’ve learned from my Italian American family and, in particular, my great grandmother.
In honor of Father’s Day on June 18, I share my appreciation for my father.