A poem about the end of the world.

A poem about motherhood and dating.

A poem about wanting to be the woman of all women.

A poem about the beach and being scared and everything else.

A poem about turning 22

A poem about Mexico City

Just a couple of lines.

A poem about home written from in-between home.

A poem about a period.

A poem about being a girl.

A poem not about sea shells. :)

A song about being 13 and omegle.

A poem about declarations, but not colonoscopies.

A poem about Santo Domingo de Guzman <3

A poem about a break-up.

A poem about a graveyard date.

Bernadette negrete 4/25/21 Bernadette negrete 4/25/21

The Sea Shell

You flick a single drop of water on the pan

Instead of using the tip of your finger

to check if it is hot enough and

it is as if those feelings have never left

as if boil in bag rice never existed

as if neither of us were on top

and neither of us came

undone like two shoe laces

untangling against the weight of one hand

all at once, I am everything but the color of burning flour

Or the wet curls resting on your chest