Take This Transmission for Instance
In my very first lit class at FIU last year, I told fellow students I had never taken a lit class before. Someone asked me how I managed to get […]
In my very first lit class at FIU last year, I told fellow students I had never taken a lit class before. Someone asked me how I managed to get […]
By Rosa Sophia This poem was inspired by my visit to Fort Center and Fisheating Creek. What an incredible place. I know I was born here once. Bicycle wheels on […]
by Rosa Sophia Soar upward into gray skies, I cringe at searing light step onto the tarmac and breathe in city nights born to ice and snow, slipping head first […]
by Rosa Sophia, 2009 When you’re running don’t run to Scranton don’t trip and fall in reeking gutters don’t stop for gas or lose yourself you’ll have to face hunched-over […]
I wrote this poem in 2010, and it was the inspiration for my memoir of the same title. Rosa Sophia Hot cup of coffee on a cold morning. The small […]
By Rosa Sophia There’s nothing quite so perfect as loneliness. Hold it in between your fingers and you feel nothingness; chilly, pliable, palpable emptiness, a cool night in a tropical […]