Self Care

She was dropped in the middle of the ocean without knowing how to swim, regretting all of those years she depended on other forms of safety to maneuver the waves of life. As she slowly sank to the bottom As she slowly started to drown she quickly learned, thus, becoming her own savior. Gabriela A…

Poetic Waltz

I think in poetry Breathe in Verse Live in Passion Feel in Silk See in Rhyme Taste in Emotions Smell in Universe I listen with my eyes closed because while rhyme can be seen it should be felt with each cell of the body, as the emotions take its hand they sway in a silk-like…

Look Up

Ever stop and just look up, maybe not up, but just around? We live in a bubble titled “me” population “1” sometimes “3” but in the end still a dot in this unimaginably never ending beautiful Universe. Most wander without a clue of the other, while we all have a book and all wonder for…