My Brother’s Sins
Published Books / February 10, 2019

Detective Sebastian Saints thinks he’s falling in love with Angel. A man who is the prime suspect in the Sin Killings. His detective skills and his sexuality come into question. Can he find Angel’s twin brother, Miguel with the clues he leaves behind before he kills another Sinner? Is it possible to prove to Miguel that he won’t hurt Angel like the other Sinners have in the past? Will catching Miguel give Angel the much-needed closure he needs? “Hey, Angel. How about we go up to Mount Charleston for a while, tonight? You know before it gets hot.” Tony said. Mount Charleston? Is this idiot serious? “Yeah, sure. When?” “After dinner, silly.” Tony tapped Miguel’s shoulder. “You sure you feel okay. You don’t seem yourself.” “Yeah. I’m sure. We can get a few beers on the way there.” An hour later Miguel parked Tony’s car by the road at Mummy’s Mountain. The sky, full of stars unhindered by the new moon illuminating the scenery. “Too bad it’s not a Full Moon,” Miguel said. “No worries. The darker, the better.” Tony said with a hint of sexuality and took Miguel’s hand. “Come on, let’s sit at our spot.” Miguel took his…

Listen, Poems on being Gay, Bipolar, and Alive
Published Books / February 10, 2019

Listen Listen to me when I cry, I’m not asking for your opinion or advice, I’m asking for your shoulder where I can cry, I’m only asking for a little of your time. Listen to me when I am depressed, To yell at me “Get over it!” does not help me, I do not get sick at will. I did not choose to be ill, I’m asking for your understanding. Listen to me when I have fears and tears, To tell me: “It’s all in your head,” does not encourage me, Yes, it is in my head, that’s why it’s a mental illness, I have no control of these fears or shedding tears. Listen to me when I’m in agony, To tell me: “You want attention,” does not comfort me, I’m not five years old and don’t need you to scold me, I need you to comprehend my agonizing pain. Listen to me when I am depressed, I’m not asking for attention and it’s not always in my head, My illness is real. Real to me, I feel it every day, Why do you undermine my pain? Listen to me when I cry, It hurts me when you don’t listen…

Under the Lemon Tree
Published Books / August 26, 2018

DEDICATION mathew 23:27 woe on to your scribes and pharisees, hypocrites! For ye are like unto whited sepulchers which indeed appear beautiful outward but are within full of dead men’s bones and of all uncleanness ACKNOWLEDGMENT positive influences family and friends who have always been by my side preventing mictlantecahtli’s grasp from taking me to mictlan, land of no smoke hole by praying for the release of my soul or salvation UNDER THE LEMON TREE the lemontree surname lovely, loving sisters in arms fighting each other ridiculous reasons using father’s illness, an excuse for bloodshed words are more dangerous, sharper than a knife, drawing blood TLAMAMALLI one who bears a burden loving each other openly respect i had learned from each and much more together you fought battles for each other’s life let us bring peace to our family’s name together again CUALCAN memories are special cherish them always in my heart family is forever and a day our grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins father, mother, sisters brother, nieces, and nephews MELAHUAC the perfect family i grew up loved, as the firstborn each aunt very different from the other like a garden of dahlias each assorted color all seven beautiful, honorable,…

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