The Postpartum Carousel by Denise A. Castro

“Come take a ride”; it says to me. “Come pass the time in the carousel of your memories”. And I don’t hesitate, I get on it, nostalgia possessing me

A Mothers Sacrifice – A Letter to the Daughter of an Immigrant by Denise A. Castro

In that moment I truly understood the meaning of sacrifice. Being a mother is selfless.

Mudskipper by Odalys Quevedo

“A virus,” they said.  “Voluntary quarantine,” they suggested. Ooze, I became. Daily functions relegated only to survival. Eat, feed children, do laundry, sleep, repeat. All under the same roof, all by the same ooze. “School is closed for the rest of the year,” they said. “Remote learning,” they suggested. Oozier, I became. Eat, feed children,Continue reading “Mudskipper by Odalys Quevedo”