Nothing was the same.


nothing is how it used to be.

There are places still missing

and it’s only complete when I dream.

The air is a little heavier

and we’ve all become much stealthier.

Years ago,

we laughed and we played

and the houses were full.

Things were different way back when.

There was no end to the good times.

There was no limit to the love.

I remember how times were back then.


I go back

and there are only hints of that.


how I wish it could all be the same,

but it can’t

and, in all honesty,

there’s no one to blame.

That’s how it goes.

That’s just life.

So, despite the nostalgia,

we have to to live with our strife.

But united we still stand,

side by side we’re together.

Through the years and the times,

we’ll be family forever.


About Tatiana Figueroa Ramirez

Born in Puerto Rico and raised in the mainland United States, I graduated with a B.A. in English Literature from the University of Maryland, Baltimore County (UMBC) and am a 2016 VONA Voices Alumna. I currently perform spoken-word in the greater Washington D.C. area and have previously performed in Philadelphia, Miami, and the Dominican Republic. Most recently, I have been published in Public Pool, Spillwords, and The Acentos Review, and Here Comes Everyone: East & West Issue.

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