You were in the same room as my remedies

I was looking at you

then looking at my pen

then looking at you

Then looking at my pen

Then questioning my heart

How can it confuse the two ?

How can it keep the two as catalyst for each other ?

As if since birth it needed one another

I thought I needed you for the next birth I planned on being involved in

But it turns out God had me scheduled

For my own rebirth

One where you have no part in

You knew there was much buried in me

I shape shifted into octagons

Hoping you would stop and help me

But I became as stressful as third world countries

And your white collar wouldn’t allow you to dig in me

So how can I confuse you for my remedy

If you no longer want to dig deep and find the jewels in me

for a second I believed I had no more jewels because your hands were empty

I don’t know when I became soil to you

Our love became rotten so I guess you can say you spoiled me

But you were still in the room

and it didn’t smell like foreign memories

It smelled like opportunity and second chances

and God reminding us that soil is birth

But we wasn’t ready

You were counter clockwise,

you kept passing me at the wrong time

before I became a garden,

before my branches

when I was just a seed

A time where I can no longer preach about love,

just hope one day I can practice again

but I’ve Been practicing

I’m on this stage practicing

You were in the same room as my remedies

sometimes I think you still are

Hi, I’m finally a garden

*The opinions and ideas expressed are solely those of the author, and may not reflect the opinions of The Bronx Brand*

Gabriela Valette is from the Claremont section of the Bronx. Living in The Bronx has made her realize that she’s an underdog. As a Latina growing up in the Bronx, she’s had to fight twice as hard to succeed. What she loves most about The Bronx is our culture. We are a community of underground greatness, you just have to put in that extra work to find it. Her parents came from the Dominican Republic with nothing but hope and enthusiasm and while we all know coming to America wasn’t easy for our parents, having a community where they find familiar faces helped make this journey a little easier.