Boricua en Exilio

🌺 Puerto Rican diaspora poems. Love letters, rage, longing, cultural memory, identity.

“Poemas con sabor a sal y tierra.”
Bilingual pieces have a home here.

Borikén: The Body of a Living Memory

Borikén: The Body of a Living Memory It is to carry a land inside your ribcage and weep without shame

Mrs. Nobody

Jul 22, 20251 min read

To My Boricua in Exile

But hear me, mi gente: you are not lost. You are not less Boricua because your feet touch foreign ground. Your exile does not erase your essence it carves you into a deeper kind of patriot.

Mrs. Nobody

Jul 22, 20251 min read

El Coquí: Our Whispering Witness

The coquí does not ask permission to sing. It simply is — a sound older than language, older than flags,older than the hands that tried to erase us.

Mrs. Nobody

Jul 22, 20252 min read