Is this worth it, just for some plastic? Just for some Made In China labels? Just for some security that was never ours? Another apartment was renovated in Brooklyn, yesterday. 3 generations of bodies move on, white faces walk in and name another place their own. Does the fountain shower head rain gold? Is theContinue reading “Complicit”
Category Archives: broken
Whole, Broken
I am a human — I am not just a woman, I am not just a moment, I am not just a gift. I am alive — my emotions ebb and flow just like yours, sad man. The sad man, taking space for the story; the sad man, sharing tales about his glory forgetting theContinue reading “Whole, Broken”
A Poem
Sometimes, it’s not enough to write a poem. ………………………………………. “Feel it on your back,” she told me from the church cellar. “Know it by name,” he whispered through the garden; he chased the snake but only I could tell. “Let it loose,” she sang, leading the students to the edge, bird cage inContinue reading “A Poem”
A Damaged Heart
A damaged heart is utterly prophetic, isn’t it? All of its piles of bandaging, miles of weak needle and thread rushing off into an oblivion we do not yet know is just the journey of our souls. It is the clearest paradox: with its burden, one can see the world clearly, unbiasedly realContinue reading “A Damaged Heart”
Left of the Heart
Bang on the table and you leave, stage left of the hand and the heart must realize where it has left off in order to set it right on the dotted line of friendship you told me, “You’re right,” but soon our pride got in the way– were we both right? How do we knowContinue reading “Left of the Heart”
Reaching Joy 