Category: cohabitation
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Vecinos
Over the past few weeks many possible changes have come into my atmosphere. One of them is the possibility of living alone with one child (and my dog) in this house that I have lived in for 7 plus years as part of a couple. Living in this hood, this city somewhat alone has me…
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Danger
The other evening, on my bus commute home from work I was reading the Parable of the Talents and suddenly I recalled how my mother understood the danger my work/life puts me in before I did. I burst into tears on the bus When my little apartment in Corona was broken into and ransacked, around…
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The Second Shift is Real
When I first moved to Los Angeles the problem, according to my pareja, was that I wasn’t getting enough freelance work. I had a column charting my move from Caribbean centric single mami’hood NYC life to Mexican/Central American centric cohabitation in Los Angeles. I was writing posts for political websites and blogging for my own…
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The Ones Who Date Night Vs The Ones Who Fight
We used to be the ones who did date nights,the ones who professed our admiration which grew into love. First in private direct messages, letters, phone calls, Twitter, Hangouts, telegrams, cross-country bedroom visits, morning after coffee and pillow talk. We even had our own hashtag that others used when they would witness our exchanges. It…
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SPEAK!
I am honored to be part of this powerful project with some powerful women. If you listen closely you can hear la Mala spitting some words. Participating in this project has been life changing and affirming for me plus it brings together some of the most amazing radical women of color that exist. Speak! is…
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Slipping into Solteria?
Expectations set me up for heartbreak every time and it’s not the fault of the other it’s my fault my poetic temperment and wanting to hold out hope for the best in people thinking egotistically that I bring that out in people. Pero no. It never seems to work that way. During one of our…
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Indiscretion
There was none here. There was no foolishness no not knowing. I knew he knew and soon everyone else that need to did as well even if we continue to play it off each discussing the other in pronouns, initials, pseudonyms, and geographical locations relegating certain acts to certain spaces and places. Ya pa’que vale…
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I’ve been Away
I took a vacation. A time away from the craziness that is the logistics of a breakup. A time away from the need to post a certain number of blogposts per day in order to reach a certain number of hits, a certain amount of money. A time away from the constant demands of mami’hood…
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Things I’d Rather Not Think About at 6:00 am
When I open my eyes I think about coffee. I wonder what will I blog about for VivirLatino. I wonder who is awake on twitter. I wonder how long Miss Poroto will sleep. Now I also worry, worry about how long will i have this bed to sleep in, worry about not being able to…
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Breaking Up is Hard to Do Pero Does it Really Have to Be?
When I entered the relastionship that is now ending, I did so with so many expectations and anxiety. It’s not like I had great examples of healthy relationships growing up with lies, egos, infidelities, edible crotchless panties and suicide attempts all as shining lights of what a heterosexual marriage like life could end in. No…
Maegan E. Ortiz - Mamita Mala 