Holla BingMy Guilt On Mother’s Day…I always feel quilty. I don’t share every other mother’s enthusaism when it comes to their stretch marks. I don’t look at these marks on my…May 14, 2017May 14, 2017
Holla BingI just want to love you.I want to kneel in front of you as you place your love in my mouth like a holy ceremony, like the sacramental bread that most of us learned…Mar 17, 2017Mar 17, 2017
Holla Bing#ToThatPriviledgedWhiteWomanI was born and raised in Spanish Harlem, now called SpaHa from what I hear. *Shrugs*Feb 25, 2017Feb 25, 2017
Holla BingEight MenLast week seven men surrounded the President of the united States while he signed an executive order regarding a woman’s right to have an…Jan 29, 2017Jan 29, 2017
Holla BingI’m Learning to Un-Guilt Myself!My prima-hermana called me. She was weeping. A soft cry like she was afraid people would hear her yet wanting me, specifically, to listen…Jan 22, 20172Jan 22, 20172
Holla Bing1/9/2017- The Day I realized My Heart Was Crying.January 7th. Seven days into 2017; I was awoken by severe chest pains like nothing I had experienced before. Chest pains followed by dizzy…Jan 18, 2017Jan 18, 2017
Holla Bing2016: Year of the Empty!Last night was New Years Eve. And while everyone was getting “party ready” I was comforting an anxiety attack. I was raised with so many…Jan 2, 2017Jan 2, 2017
Holla BingTiti Negre told mami that I was una arepentida, a gringa.As if I’m supposed to be ashamed of the crumble the Twin Towers left in my throat and all debris still jammed in my chest; those airplanes…Sep 1, 2016Sep 1, 2016
Holla BingTabin, Salsa & Cocaine- Part 1Orchard Beach. The dirty beach everyone in N.Y. loved going too. The beach where the homeless and the tecatos were nothing more and nothing…Aug 28, 2016Aug 28, 2016