I am once again the oceanRestlessly pounding the reef bound shoresCold water floating in the surfaceBoiling undercurrents, waiting… My salty expressions grow biggerWildly, yet gracefullyI fold within myselfCrashing against the rocksTorn…
The house stood at the top of a hill. Although the ad promised “plenty of rooms, grand living spaces, balconies and a large patio,” it was huge; much more than…
La casa estaba trepada al tope de una cuesta. Aunque el anuncio prometía: “muchos cuartos, salas grandes, balcones y un patio gigante,” era enorme; mucho más de lo que me…
Puerto Rico is going through it's 2nd yearly Street Art Festival "Los Muros Hablan" (The Walls Speak). Here's my pictures. I will let the walls speak for themselves.
Cozy, quaint, and charming. The first thoughts that passed through my head as I walked into Il Cuoco, located at 270 Avenida Piñero in San Juan, the capital city of…
I've been thinking of blogging my book. It's a fantasy mid grade novel. However, I'm not sure if it will reach the right audience, since most 8 - 12 year…