When Phillip and I broke up, my mom already knew it was going to happen months before it ended, “Mamita, I think he’s seeing someone else. I can feel it.” Mom was straight up sometimes, and you could never blame her, some information just needed to be shared, but in typical Enogenia fashion, I lashed […]
If It Wasn’t For My Period, I’d Have Fucked Him On The Beach
“Leaving my house now, will see you in a bit.” “What kind of car should I look out for?” I text him. “A wagon.” He replied. I stepped off the porch, and made my way out the front gate, my clogs crunching against the cement with each step. I made sure to wear my shortest […]
This isn’t TacoBell, Bitch.
Like most kids growing up, Saturday mornings were my favorite day of the week. Sleeping in, watching cartoons, home-made breakfasts, I lived for Saturday mornings – except for those Saturday morning cleaning days, with the mami soundtracks, yeah, we’re not talking about those. I’m talking about spending quality time in the kitchen whipping up desayuno, […]
The Big Sur Inn
“Get your shifts covered this weekend.” He said. “I booked us a cabin at the Big Sur Inn. We can take my car.” He’d been trying to book us a cabin there for months, with no luck. That was just like him though, always planning stuff on a whim. I loved his spontaneity. There was […]