“Oh Woman!” is a poem that represents the anxiety of existence of every-woman. The passive victim of male gazes, she is always in the process of introspection, longing for a space of her own.
LoOnY LoVe
Unless it’s mad, passionate and extraordinary,
With mutual weirdness, it’s a waste of your time.
Awakening
In the middle of the storm, water floods the streets, the creek beds, the basements of buildings, everywhere resisting containment.
The Burning Life
Suddenly you see so clearly how the world is filled, every single square inch of it, with tiny blossoms.
Aleppo
So we don’t help, we forget, we let things be. We ignore the children.
Afternoon Meditation in Soon-To-Be-Trump’s America
I thought of Trump sitting right next to me, having absolutely no clue how extraordinary it was to witness a hummingbird diving into a flower like that.
Poetry
We are willing to have the world gaze upon our words as if they knew us intimately, and they want to, and they need to. How else will they explain their very
existence.
I Am an Atom
I am an atom, founded in your scientific and artistic reincarnation of the creation story, all done in myth and history. You did me before and accurately, while fighting the same me and the same wars, all in the name of atrocities.
Remembrance Day
She told me all the things I needed to know and hear. A dying man needed to know he’d be remembered.
The News
Our heart aches – not from regret, but from the memory of what was.
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