By: Gabriela Yareliz “A man goes where he wants, when he wants,” Daniel Castellano says on The Mindy Project when standing in line for the 100th time at the DMV to try to pass his driving test. The United States is filled with open space. In 97% of this country, I would say you needContinue reading “American Wealth: Teen Angst & the Driver’s License”
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A Lesson from Ms. Hilton (Loves It)
By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s 2004. For Christmas, I get the new Paris Hilton fragrance with a black quilted handbag that has a little compact in it, and it has the name “Paris Hilton” embroidered into it in bright pink. The greatly coveted and cherished gift set. If you were a teen in the early 2000s,Continue reading “A Lesson from Ms. Hilton (Loves It)”
Spring State of Mind
By: Gabriela Yareliz I laugh as I ask Alexa whether it’s raining. She says it won’t rain tonight and a downpour begins simultaneously. Guess she didn’t get the memo. It’s the first day of spring tomorrow, and it sure feels like it. Today was a sweater only day, filled with sunshine and a lovely coolContinue reading “Spring State of Mind”
Winter Scene
By: Gabriela Yareliz When you see a cardinal, it means angels are near. I saw that at a garden center, recently. I thought it was cute. I feel like angels are always near, but it’s a nice reminder. A cardinal on a winter day is a popping apparition. We all have different scenes that flashContinue reading “Winter Scene”
Here I Come A-wassailing
By: Gabriela Yareliz Searching for Memories I can see myself holding the Christmas carol book, fast-forwarding the little white cassette in my purple boombox past that one song, “I Saw Three Ships Come Sailing In.” I found that song to be boring. Not sure why. Skip. My favorite one was “Here We Come A-wassailing” (thereContinue reading “Here I Come A-wassailing”
A Moment in the Mirror
By: Gabriela Yareliz No two Thanksgivings were the same for me, growing up. Maybe it was all the moving around. I don’t know. We had some great ones in Florida, maybe three years in a row we had Thanksgiving at some church friends’ house. They would invite more or less the same group. We ateContinue reading “A Moment in the Mirror”
Some Gave All
By: Gabriela Yareliz When I was young, I had a little bear that was dressed in a military uniform. I called him Lieu-teddy, short for lieutenant. My dad gave him to me when he was training to join the Air Force. I believed that if I squeezed him hard enough, my dad, out in training,Continue reading “Some Gave All”
A Letter to Louisiana
By: Gabriela Yareliz The waters will recede and return home. You’ll be home, too. The sunshine will peek out and warm the flaky paint skin on the old buildings. It will soak up the heavy rains like a mother cleaning up a wound. Its hot rays a bright Band-Aid. You’ll sit on your porch againContinue reading “A Letter to Louisiana”
My Goggles
By: Gabriela Yareliz Tonight, I was transported back to the early 2000s. (I watched How to Deal). I know I take you back there a lot, and I think it’s because there was a purity to how unique we were then. We had to be, in a world with no social media or influencers. WeContinue reading “My Goggles”
The Slap Heard Around the World
By: Gabriela Yareliz #GifleMacron is trending. It was the slap heard around the world. My jaw almost hit the floor, last night, when I saw the video of the French President being slapped on his tour to “take the pulse” of the nation before next year’s presidential election. Mission accomplished? Twitter in on fire withContinue reading “The Slap Heard Around the World”
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