By Mario Castro

You will be the one
That years later I’ll see
With someone else by your side
When you could have been my bride.
You will be unforgotten,
and I’ll shape new words
To describe what we had then.
We were both born
In the eye of the storm
And held the tension of a thousand stares,
A million questions with coded despair.
In the end our races pulled us apart.
Or that you were a coward, and I?
A fool without a heart.

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Mario Castro is a Dominican-born writer living in New York City. He’s currently working on a collection of short stories and regularly publishes some of his stories on medium.com/@mariocastro. He’s also active on Instagram @Dominican.York where he posts poems and observations.