"What I didn’t understand–what I suddenly realize now–was that if I stopped moving backwards, trying to recapture the past, there might be a future waiting for me, waiting for us, a future that would reveal itself if only I turned around and looked, and that once I did, I could start to move toward it." –Cristina Henriquez
all I want to do is write. I want to connect with people but more importantly I want to connect with myself. that's seemed impossible as of late. I miss my dad more than all the words in this world can describe. at times, I feel him. I know he's with me. and I know he wants me to pursue my dreams. as a gift to him - the OG poet - i want to share these poems and start working toward my ultimate goal in life - writing. all the fucking time. "for a living" - whatever that means. feliz cumpleaños moño. this one's for you.
Chingón i reminisce - a writer is born in california my father fell in love celestial santo amor in-between what I miss most when I leave for college my first rocío durcal was right -homesickeveryday tingz if being a writer doesn't pay the bills i got a piercing tapatío ode to all my mothers grief writes a poem my depression ¿amor? optimismo échale ganas ghosts querido corazón i am/yo soy summer in California chingón
About the Author Ricky Rodríguez (he/him/his) is a Queer Latinx poet from Los Angeles, California. He is currently a sophomore at Bucknell University majoring in English-Creative Writing and Spanish. He is also the Founder + Editor-in-Chief of Empyrean Magazine. He aspires to use his voice and experience(s) to elevate marginalized communities within the arts.
Contact Information email: poetrybyricky@gmail.com instagram: @rickyrdrgz