Visions in verses

Poems
August 21, 2018

You are an Art Making Art

Don’t put that brush down, darling. It’s beautiful. It’s odd. It’s irregular, just like you and the pigment of your skin, the warts on your arms like little gems you wanted to pick and pull away but an Artist put

Poems
July 25, 2018

The Quiet Loves

Be grateful for those quiet loves that didn’t ask for attention or be loved in return but rather just kept shining on you like a benign sun or a radiant moon content to watch you with an unsent love song

Poems
July 16, 2018

A Letter

I am writing this post to let you know that I know that I have been doing the easy things and I am sick to my stomach because of guilt and pity. Privilege is a carton box I hide safely

Poems
July 12, 2018

Rooted

If people will ask me if I had any regrets of being a tree, I’d say, no from where I’m rooted I’ve seen people grow and die and bloom again, new seeds take form, singing hymns with their heads raised

Poems
June 25, 2018

The Rain Comes With a Marching Band

I listened to the sound of a marching band playing under the rain where an unnamed storm blew its horn and the gray clouds clashed its cymbals in a cadence so ferocious the sky welled with pride while every human

Poems
June 10, 2018

Holes and Other Missing Things

A button fell from my coat, unmade and spring air whooshed afront my face abashed about a button gone small things can’t be replaced with none A man looked at the moonless sky there’s a hole in the corner and