Leticia Garcia Bradford features July 9, 2018

07/9/2018 Leticia Garcia Bradford hosted by Jim

Leticia Garcia Bradford is a poet, playwright and publisher. In 2014 she founded B Street Writers Collective (BSWC), Hayward, CA- a community of writers both amateur and professional. Her poems and stories have been published in local and national journals. She edited BSWC’s anthology FLY WITH ME which she is, also, the publisher for MoonShine Star Co. BSWC’s new anthology WHAT IS LOVE debuted this spring for which she is also editor and publisher. In 2017, Leticia toured around the entire SF Bay Area with her poetry and stories at open mics and readings. Check out her blogs: MY NEW ADVENTURE, living without a place to call home at leticiagarciabradford.blogspot.com, and LETICIA’S BLOG at lgbradford.blogspot.com has her poems and other stories.

Poem for Christopher

(and Kason)

I want to be alone

Life outside heavy and hardening

Driving streets freeway and stoplights with

fears of bumper to bumper

A terrifying scream from way down deep

Easier to sit inside

Inside I have my cat, my Lazyboy

My blanket which to hide beneath

My pillow where my lover rested his head

Alone I am safe and free

Safe and free

I want to be free

Escaping a past that haunts me

Nightmares of the restraints coupling my wrists

Cutting deep chafing my unprotected skin

Painfully reminding me that the release remains

elusive at the same time comforting

Letting go of the ills of my shallow heart

Shallow heart

I want to be a heart

blood pooling coursing to and fro

Dripping via veins arteries capillaries

Threat of vulnerability bearing down

Combined with insecurity of touch

Trusting you my friend

I’ve been here before

the rhythm the pounding

bathed in warmth 

Capture a dandelion, unpredictable wish

Unpredictable wish

I want to be a dandelion

Wisps of fuzz and seeds hidden in my wallet

A part of you I don’t know why

The night my nephew had had enough of this world

I found myself walking the neighborhood

Searching for soothing moonlight

Moon  Light 

I want to be the moon

With cows and cheese

Teasing stars with

tickles and butterfly kisses

Tears sprouting laughter

The man’s luminescent teeth hearty

like a lover on the horizon

the horizon

I want to be loved

Know that I am worthy

Quirkiness and all

Companionship

Independence

Respect for the life giving muscle

Transversing between time with patience and perseverance 

To find I’m alone

Leticia Garcia Bradford

© February 2018