life haiku

What's something you believe everyone should know. life is about love for yourself, your home, your soil, your soul’s deep longings

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 →

I Pass

Do you think I look up to you  perched on your high horse saying it's my choice  to love more than one and that choice is wrong? Do you think it's okay to shout, "You're not gay!  Stop sinning, start winning my praise!"  as if your praise is what I spend my days longing for?... Continue Reading →

Angelito Prestado

This post is coming a bit late, as is my pattern lately, because I have been battling the flu. But I wanted to share my first digital oil painting: a portrait of my uncle. My uncle was a sweet, pure, genuine, funny, and loving man who's sole desire in life (as far as I could... Continue Reading →

Not Just A Season

When I think of the possibility of you and me being just a season, of these falling leaves indicating impending winter, my tree's branches crack as it is simultaneously uprooted, and the hole left behind is a thoracic crater. The soil is rich with insect memories crawling in and out of my brain. Clicking legs... Continue Reading →

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