My Golden Flower Queen,

You sacrificed your life for the well-being of your people.

You chose peace over violence, your plead to

a treaty rather than witness another bloody war.

Mami didn’t face death for me to be a poet.

To birth my own characters through words.

Todo en mis sueños son viñetas del pasado

I am back after years away from mi país.

I turned four, a Dominican cake with yellow frosting