Archive - Love Trips of Sujeiry Gonzalez

Return to Sender: A Poem

I got lost in the mail. Drifted along with the minutia of details, stuck on how these things need to be, due to an upbringing tainted by emotional loss…

Feb 16, 2023 •

October 2022

You pull me into your sweet relief.

Oct 27, 2022 •

September 2022

The Things I Cannot Do

Like sex without connection. Or slowing down emotionally when I’m bursting with feelings of like and love.

Sep 29, 2022 •

I’m feeling things I've never felt before.

Sep 22, 2022 •

June 2022

My Heart Remains Open

Even if it hurts. Even when I’m scared. Even if it’s temporary.

Jun 30, 2022 •

The Gelatinous Love Bubble

It's what love poems are made of.

Jun 9, 2022 •

Analyze Nothing

Letting go is scary as fuck. It’s also the only way to invite a healthy and loving reciprocal relationship in.

Jun 2, 2022 •

May 2022

I leaned in as he softly nibbled my lips while “Señorita” played in the background.

May 27, 2022 •

September 2021

Love Trips: Pussy

She cocked her head back and laughed, showing off a flash of her overbite while painting a picture of being eaten out.

Sep 30, 2021 •

Love Trips: I Should Have Seen It Coming

The signs were all there the first day we met and a woman’s intuition never fails. Her coldness. Her disinterest. They all pointed to her desire for D…

Sep 16, 2021 •

Love Trips: We’re Going to Be Okay

We've been forced to accept change despite our pleas for sameness.

Sep 9, 2021 •

November 2020

The Text That Lit Me Up

I'm as bright as ever.

Nov 5, 2020 •

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