C.D. PachecoAn escapeIt crumbles and crushes The blood tide rushes Screams through a desperate hushJul 20, 2019Jul 20, 2019
C.D. PachecoOn sharingI have somehow come to a place where the mere notion of sharing my feelings and experiences seems the most selfish action I can take.Jul 15, 2019Jul 15, 2019
C.D. PachecoThe Fear of Creating: My Battle With Imposter SyndromeI used to love to create. I hate sounding my own horn (my mom will tell you that and then go on and on about me… as a favor to me, I…Jan 8, 2019Jan 8, 2019
C.D. PachecoThe Somnambulist’s QuestionA heavy sigh makes its languid escape and is torn from twitching lips just below her field of vision.Dec 21, 2018Dec 21, 2018
C.D. PachecoTepid GameWhy do I sometimes miss the self-flagellation, post-self-congratulation, of the score? What moreDec 16, 2018Dec 16, 2018