Mrs Enginerd Poetry

The Queen’s Castles, A Poem

Huachuca, Hood, Bragg, Benning, Leavenworth. Fields of snow, grass and desert sands forge the leader inside the wild flower, Caribbean heat fuels the warrior within. Camp Santiago, Allen, Buchanan, Muñiz. A distinguished career for the mother turned Colonel… Memories reside in these unassailable fortresses, The rest buried under speckled granite, Forever a mystery to the […]

F@%k Cancer Mrs Enginerd

Please and Thank You

This Thanksgiving Day, my first without my mother, I’m taking a moment to address all those who made our life bearable as we witnessed her memories drift away as she gracefully accepted her fate due to Stage IV brain cancer. Read on… According to my Titi (auntie), my mother didn’t hesitate to ordered people around […]

Adulting F@%k Cancer Mrs Enginerd

“Hi! I’m a Recovering Army Brat”

The day I turned 23 my military ID expired. In a few months I’d be put of college and off to work full time for a big aerospace and defense contractor thus my mother decided to not renew my credentials. Adapting to life as a civilian, as an outsider, was challenging. As the daughter of […]