My Story: Part 4 – Cafeteria

This is the part of my story where I found color in all the grey. Never mind that I attended a high school ranked worse than 80% of the schools in New York*; or that I would come home crying after school because I was afraid of getting jumped; or that I didn’t have the “time” […]

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My Story: Part 3 – Plastic Bag

Plastic Bag (2017) – By Me I was born in the “broken land”, the marshland, The ol’ Breuckelen, the oh, Brooklyn. I was raised on Miami sands, on white sands, On vice sands, on “wait, you’re from Brooklyn?”-type forgotten sands. But, can I be a Brooklynite, when Miami had no Brooklyn nights, When Miami had […]

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My Story: Part 2 – Letters

Letter #1 “No te preocupes. Tranquilo. Una palabra a la vez.” Don’t worry. Relax. One word at a time, my mother will tell me, while I struggled to formulate sentences asking her for the whereabouts of my G.I. Joe toys. Until the age of 8, I struggled with a speech impediment. I had a difficult […]

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My Story: Part 1 – Laundry Room

PREFACE: My name is Gerome Cabrera. This is my story. It is not a war hero story nor is it a rags-to-riches story. This is a true story about my quest seeking the “American Dream.” With a few exceptions, locations, names, and dates are accurate. The rest is derived from memory. I am Brooklyn born, […]

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