Ramiro A. Hernandez

Joined June 2018

5 stories

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18 || STX || A resident of the Hispanic and mostly rural community of Hidalgo, TX. In love with many things, in hate with none.

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Nonverbally
how is it possible for you to lie to me? how is it possible that I believed you? I know the tension isn't just a fragment
By Ramiro A. Hernandez7 years ago in Poets
Silky Beach . Top Story - October 2018.
It's a little cold in between my covers, silky smooth... You won't even look at me, but it doesn't kill you. Do you not get cold
By Ramiro A. Hernandez7 years ago in Poets
Nuestra Historia
I still remember the day we started talking. I can’t remember all the details, but I remember the sensation. It was something I can’t describe with the simple phrases of the human language.
By Ramiro A. Hernandez8 years ago in Poets
Fractured Mirrors
I'm not scared of mirrors. I look at them from time to time, but every morning as I wake in the darkness of the sun's absence and go to wash my face, I can't bring myself to look at my reflection.
By Ramiro A. Hernandez8 years ago in Poets
My First Taste of Culture Shock
Ever since I was young, people always told me that friendships are among the most important things in life. Whether they give you emotional support or simply a place to crash for the weekend, friends are one of the most vital part of anyone's psyche. They are the ones you make lifelong memories with, the ones you argue with, and the ones you trust with the things you wouldn't tell your parents about. In many ways, they're extensions of the person you seek to be.
By Ramiro A. Hernandez8 years ago in Humans