“A Portrait of the Poet as a Niño” : A Micro StoryHe remembers running. Father used to sing to him when they ran together. Jackson park, the one with the geese… he wondered if they had…May 19, 2020May 19, 2020
“El Perro del Diablo”: My Earliest memory of writingI’m sitting down in the basement, I’m in the third grade. A janky desktop I rarely turn on is about to get used for the first time…May 11, 2020May 11, 2020
Pensamientos Andantes: A brief poetic collectionThese small reflective poems are inspired by the slight pauses we take when we travel.May 8, 2020May 8, 2020
Madrid: How It Changed My Creative Writing ProcessLong bus rides, 6 mile runs, and a new country. This is how studying abroad changed my creative writing process for the better.May 8, 2020May 8, 2020
Carta a Juan RulfoEscribí esta carta al terminar, “Pedro Paramo”. Es una obra que en verdad me marcó como persona y le guardo un gran cariño porque me…Apr 24, 2020Apr 24, 2020