Peter Esquivel
Traveler. Surfer. Writer. Explorer. Songwriter.
Peter Esquivel
Traveler. Surfer. Writer. Explorer. Songwriter.
Traveler. Surfer. Writer. Explorer. Songwriter.
Traveler. Surfer. Writer. Explorer. Songwriter.
I built a home/
Only to watch it burn/
I fed the flame/
To quicken the pace/
I got lost in the embers/
As my mind drew a blank/
Then I awake/
Surrounded by ash/
My mind floods with memory/
Of all the things I just erased/
Instant remorse for what I had done/
Yet regret sits lightly in my mind/
Somewhere deep within/
I wouldn’t change a thing/
A lesson I must somehow learn/
The time it took to b...
My name gets called to approach the podium.
Applause fills the gymnasium as I rise and begin walking towards the stage.
I take my place behind the microphone.
I look around and see the faces of my peers, eagerly awaiting what I have to say.
The teachers stand on the perimeter, monitoring the stewing chaos.
I breathe in deeply, and say to myself in a whisper,
“Here we go.”
Class of 2009?!?
W...
Every day, I wake up at the stroke of 5
I open my eyes, and rise to greet the day
There is no joy or hate in my method
But a simple need to function and carry on
I allow movement through my limbs in the form of yoga
A quiet melody plays in the background
Bringing a splash of color to an otherwise grey canvas
The coffee maker bubbles
A warm cup of energy and desire awaits
The aroma has grown consu...
What should I do today?/
I could be productive, or give myself a much needed break/
The latter would be much needed, but I fear I would curse myself tomorrow/
So if I decided to be productive, in which way shall it be?/
I could focus my time on work, which would result in monetary gain/
Money is nice, but to be honest, a very small concern/
What if I focused more on being creative?/
I could write...
Everything is dark.
The last thing I remember is a flashing light, and a loud BANG!
I look to my left and move the fingers on my hand.
I’m still alive.
I think everything is okay.
Luckily, the trees helped cushion the impact and slowed our speed before plummeting into the surface.
Our crew is 6.
I look around and everyone is accounted for in their hyper sleep chambers. Vitals appear to be n...
Mommy says I can’t have a cookie before dinner
But I want it
Mommy doesn’t let me play video games until I’ve finished my homework
But I want it
I remember when I was younger, the rules seem to be non existent
Now, there’s a never ending list of things I CAN’T DO
All I want is to do what I please
Maybe I’ll run away and join the circus
Or at least that’s what Mommy says when she’s upset
I don’t ev...
August 23rd, 2021. 7:45am PST
Dear Mum,
I just wanted to let you know that I have acquired the apartment I was telling you about during our last conversation! It’s right near the water, and a short walk from town. I think you would love it!… except for maybe the stairs. But the high ceilings, and several windows, make for a nice, cozy home. I’ve already hung a few pictures and set up my record p...
A beautiful, summer night. The sun is drawing towards the earth, creating an orange glow with specs of purple that casts it’s colour across the trees. The air is still warm, but a slight chill is enough to have wonder whether or not an additional layer could be worn. The sound of waves colliding with the sandy shore creates a natural metronome, a pace controlled by that of Mother Nature. Birds are...
I noticed them crying while I was on my walk… something that I don’t even do often, yet in my own mind, wish I did on the daily. As I start to approach, I realize, this too is something I would not do on the regular. Ask a stranger what is the matter? How do I even begin to ask the question? What will come of this conversation? Will I need to care for them, become their friend, gain their trust? D...
My morning routine always brings me here
I need to get an americano to get me focused
As I stand in line, the lady in front of me starts yelling
Was she here the whole time?
Or did I simply not notice the stench of alcohol until now
She seems confused, lost, desperate
She looks around the coffee shop, and eventually her gaze meets mine
I know this woman
But not like this
Someone from my past
A lov...