What Do I Make?

A few months ago I had a conversation with my husband about my work. I was wondering out loud what it means to be productive. I remembered my favorite slam poem by Taylor Mali. And I started listing things that productivity could look like, but don't resonate with me: how much we produce in terms... Continue Reading →

drawing a picture

a line is nothing but a dot that started out and didn’t stop until it reached a suitable spot my line has curved and made its way to give a shape of comforting sways two figures dancing and embraced hand in hand, face to face add some color, flesh them out bring some life, let... Continue Reading →

when you’re gone

I hear some tires not quite like yours but I let myself forget and think, he’s come home at last, though the fantasy fades  fast. Driving around with the windows down I catch a scent of baking cookies, a barbecue, a party of some family  still together, and I turn to smile at you but... Continue Reading →

carry me on

lightanddark upanddown myLove extends bends covers every inch of You inchingcloser count -ing sec- onds ev- ery breath a softconfession of This(strongLove) i have for You i have for You a simple wish (carry me on) your lips say my name,blowakiss let me Live in yourHeart's abyss I wrote this for my husband after sharing... Continue Reading →

a call to colorful arms

16 January 2018 we live in a sea of faces each so different yet many much the same there are those who stand out but are simultaneously hidden as the dominant group claims their space I am both different but  very much the same with my floral features but white washed hues and so I... Continue Reading →

hiding

11 April 2014 store away all which is evil the sharp metals in a shattered world like a glass jar containing a venom, medicinal when contained, toxic when exposed. expose them only to what is sweet a cotton candy treat to treat the wounds  you don't know they have. store away their fears of the... Continue Reading →

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