Apartamento This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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Here I sit
for a month at the table
devouring dishes
of sopa,
jamón, huevo,
paella
yet not holding enough room
in my stomach to bear -
No te preocupes, hija.
Yet the hostess worries,
gray eyes clouded
behind wrinkles.
The table sits alone now,
the same red and white checkers
reflecting
fluctuating moods
exasperation and calm
exasperation and
calm
And I sit on a plane wondering
how things would have been
if sentimientos could be translated
into palabras


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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