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1,000 miles: step 56
A first-world problem: the app on my iPhone wouldn’t update the schedule for the bus I had to take earlier tonight. I took the next best bus route. When two people got off, I realized they were the last two people for the night. Just the bus driver and me, and I had typical commuter…
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some granny or grandpa better love this one:
Grandma & Grandpa or Grandma & Grandma or Grandpa & Grandpa it really doesn’t matter, what I know about love is that it really isn’t blind. It simply chooses to see what others don’t, like the way sunlight highlights eyes and strands of hair, and turns lips into promises.
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1,000 miles: step 55|Love Letters
Unemployment is frustrating. Jobs don’t just jump into your arms these days. Into February, I’m still looking for a day time job–random tutoring is not enough. Uplifting news: I have an upcoming job interview. The unsettling thing about not being in school or working is that clocks become so loud. It’s not extra time anymore, but this…
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Hanging hope
You are my favorite most crumbled love poem. I place you against prison bars made from the clenched fists inside my chest… bailing you out with second chances. Someday, you’ll come through… teach me how to breathe again.
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skin
la piel es especial, the skin is special, not skin by itself, skin that has known other skin, skin that can perceive kindness ……………………………. .in a handclasp like when two people meet for the first time: a moment that joins their separate history, ………………………….ignites a recognition …………….of company’s rhythm. Because such skin feels and imprints the sense of having lived.
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1,000 miles: step 54
As a fall 2013 graduate of Northern Virginia Community College, it has been my task for over a month now to find myself a job. Job seeking with an Associate’s Degree and little experience in the field of teaching is problematic. As consolation, I remind myself that a number of people have gone through unemployment and survived.…
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1,000 miles: step 53
Have you ever heard your name pronounced over and over over the course of 3 hours by a toddler? Try unexpected, last-minute babysitting for a friend of yours. It’s like listening to the many Claudia-named songs out there, minus the easy listening… Lesson learned: I should change my name and address the next time I hear, Claudia, where’s the…
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On friendship and living
The things that happen when I’m away: I’ve got friends working 8 hour shifts, who have learned to tackle work and class schedules without forgetting how to breathe. I’ve got friends with marriage plans, promising to pause on the baby-raising. I’ve got friends who made no such promises, and are raising babies on their own.…
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1,000 miles: step 52
I found Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar on my local library shelf’s today (and will be taking it off my to-read shelf shortly). I kind of wish I had come in knowing nothing about the author. Digesting an author’s work as autobiography, is a dangerous temptation. I would hate to have every single creative text I…
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Claudia Rojas 