The truth is that you’re gone, with the wind, in the ground — it’s all the same, uniting with Earth, new energy again? The truth is that my dad will never get to see his dad the same way, again. A heaven, a hell, a change from life to death has been promised to usContinue reading “Missing You”
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Q-tips
Q-tips feel good when I scratch inside my ear, try to find what’s living in there. Is it guilt for being “the golden child,” my sister running away to the Hewitt playground because of the dark shadow behind me? Maybe it’s associations, trauma, changing the narrative as a practice, taking gentle effort, taking time?Continue reading “Q-tips”
Three Parts
I. Our hearts wide open on the sofa, in the den, we glide past memories and landscapes of lost wishes and dreams untouched– but oh, my dear, did you touch them! How far you ran! How far we traveled when home was right next door? I can only tell you so many times how muchContinue reading “Three Parts”
Stories
Waves of story – that is an emotional life… trauma informed you have to mentally be still, learn to see the busyness in your body, in your mind, practice often, even though it isn’t fair you were born into a god damned patriarchal, capitalistic, racist, classist, sexist, homophobic society that favors my white Latina skin,Continue reading “Stories”
Danni
You are an artist You are my little sister I am very proud – December 18, 2016 – My haiku for my sister ❤
Mom
Gentle, warm, bad ass Tennis, chocolate chip cookies You keep us afloat – December 17, 2016 – My second Christmas haiku, this time for my mom ❤
Dad
Always working hard Making sauce, giving bear hugs Finding God in us December 18, 2016 This year for Christmas, I am writing haikus for each member of my family. Here is my first one for my dad.
Home
The journey inside a man will always begin and end with a woman. She taught us to peer up at the sky in contentment rather than glee, to leave the grass un-trampled, to look for food where you’d least expect to find it. She is every shade of blue and green and brownContinue reading “Home”
Loss
I’ve been thinking about loss, lately. How forcibly it comes and takes away– so difficult it is to let go. People are my backbone and thoughts of being uncomfortable around them simply verifies this fact. Yet I know my life, life, is full and there are no “buts.” I will letContinue reading “Loss”
Blood
It is sacred– like limited water running across the Sahara I nourish every sip of forgotten holy land, hand born privilege unlimited love my face mirrors my father’s, gives thanks to my mother’s three-time-giving-birth- to-poetry that kept the old river running, just added some new water to the brink. Family: it is sacred for never willContinue reading “Blood”
Reaching Joy 