Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

Dear Friends,  I am back in the hospital with bronchial spasm. It looks like it might be my heart or it might be the consequence of bronchitis I got last month. So, please feel free to say some prayers for me, I have been a believer in the power of prayer for a very long time. It is one of those things some people call miraculous, you have to see or experience it to believe, and I have seen it and experienced it many times in my life, so I DO BELIEVE IN IT. Sergio 

Poem Up at Co-ZINE with another poem to be published next month. Co-ZINE is a monthly online publication seeking to showcase LGBTQ+ and ally voices and provide diverse, vibrant and educational content to readers everywhere.

No Truce Entropy Our feet strung on a string of dead bodies. We stoop lost in the puzzle, the sunk-eyed terror in our days. So many rotting mirrors on the burning plains of the battlefield, uprooted. Denouncing the afterglow  of what was beautiful, the paradox of useless power. Purple dahlias shout obscene goodbyes from decomposing breasts.