Hello, my name is Tricia
Nice to meet you. A little about me… I am the author of a continuing collection of strange thoughts, some of which I have committed to (arguably) coherent written forms, and some of which you will find on this site. I’m a a civil servant by day and writer by night. I graduated with my MFA in Creative Writing & Poetics from the University of Washington Bothell. I have a problem with run-on sentences – a problem which I am unwilling to give up. Like my beloved late father, I was born and raised in Seattle. Like my Cuban mother and four Cuban aunties, I am filled with strong opinions in both English and Spanish and will gladly share them with you (whether you care to hear them or not). I am the second of six (*actually, seven) children and a mother to three gorgeous and uniquely talented kids of my own. I am a lover of coffee, cats, and family. When not working for the man or writing for myself, you will often find me lazing in front of the TV with my tall and handsome partner.
LATEST POSTS
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Unhealthy for Sensitive Groups
Unhealthy for Sensitive Groups by Tricia Fuentes Toxic smokey-air dystopia Once would have frightened me Now it is merely a great (not mere) annoyance Where once it would have spun me out Into thoughts of end-of-days destruction I have adapted, because it’s what we do We adapt Are you sick? No, it’s just my allergies… Read more
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Yellow Brick Road to the Wild Side
or, The Scorpion and the Bull by Tricia Fuentes written for Valentine’s Day, 2023 😍 Read more
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5 Gushy Poems: a Christmas Present Chapbook
It’s Christmas in July 2023! Or rather, I am posting in July 2023, poems I wrote in December 2022. Last Christmas Dean and I agreed to home-made art presents for each other. For me, Dean painted a beautiful nighttime mountain range. For Dean, I wrote five gushy love poems. I picked out a cover image… Read more
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Poetry Post: The Magician (me)
The Magician (me) by Tricia Fuentes Gonna conjure this story/poem Loosen the tightness in my shoulders slacken the tension in my jaw transform the stiffness of my back into to sinuous hip rotations – perpetual smooth motion of figure eight existence Because this realm sucks Yet the realm above my head is all wispy-pink-cotton-candy-clouds that… Read more
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Poetry Post: Blessings of the Storm
Blessings of the Storm by Tricia Fuentes Oya, is it you? The tightness in my gut thick bubble that grows and grows Exponential expansion in throat With deep, calming breaths I try to coax it down A slow release – I beg you But you are strong, beautiful You have no time for beggars Not… Read more
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Poetry Post: Passion of the Stomata
Passion of the Stomata by Tricia Fuentes I dreamt it was summer and I swam down a stream to an inlet where I swallowed mouthfuls of sweet cinnamon desire, my body dissolving into droplets of energy. I evaporated slowly, floating upwards through the trees, ignoring the thirsty calls from the leaves and I searched the… Read more
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