These two poems by Angela Acosta reflect on youth and identity for a twenty something still growing up. She hopes that others will reminisce on their travels and growing pains as a young adult going through a second adolescence…
by: Angela Acosta
Second Adolescence I thought I was coming into myself as a teen, had high school figured out, on track to lead the academic bowl team. Funny how old you feel in your second decade of life. Pimples started gracing my face by age 21, and just when I had college figured out, I hit real life and the next stage of growing up none of us realized existed. I looked so young, back at home in Florida, when actors playing teens on TV are now my age, a decade older than their fictional counterparts. The class of 2017 is running for congress, with youthful faces and determination, we’re in grad school, starting families, doing none of the above, or just chilling. I’m confident again, have some degrees, stamps on a passport and something real adults call life experience. I’ve always had a strong sense of self, it just took finding the right words, the right people, the right foods and cultures to land upright again, living my fullest second adolescence.
El Escorial Some sojourn to El Escorial for the voluminous cathedral, its large dome overlooking a modest town as monastic life chants the beginning of a new day. The city is quiet, almost contemplative, a used bookstore beckons visitors with old tomes. The small market lined with shops and murals become the perfect place to grab a picnic lunch. I almost fell to my knees, not in holy devotion but to the ground all the same, the dry rusty soil heated by bright sun rays that carefully nurtures rows of coniferous trees. I thought I would admire this place because it takes me back to my Spanish ancestry, but instead the oak trees root me to life in this magnificent place, my ideal biome.
Angela Acosta (she/her) is a bilingual Latina poet and scholar from Florida. She won the 2015 Rhina P. Espaillat Award from West Chester University and her work has appeared in Panochazine, Pluma, Toyon Literary Magazine, and Latinx Audio Lit Mag.
Her poetic manner is easy, conversational. What a blessing it is to read someone that’s not a struggle, who exists, young as she is, with dignitas. Our poetess has her shoes on the right feet. To read her is to begin, at least, to know her. She wants to be known. This is good stuff!