The feelings I write, the feelings I give today I ponder time and a clock strung with string and the powerful men of tomorrow when I take a stake in my own power, honey, when I sip tea and drink juice (smoothies, preferably) I feel mad at times, and worried at times past and futureContinue reading “Time, Reflected”
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Oh no
Why why why this mess what a mess that we never cleaned up America you’ve torn off your robe you’ve smeared your blood all over the world floor called nature your own people’s skin a tapestry for meaning for meaning why when we ought to ask how how do we get back home? AprilContinue reading “Oh no”
Sitting at LACMA
We are never stuck in ourselves my feet planted on concrete connected to ambivalent sky as the trees sway to the rhythm of wind that played on my ancestors’ cheeks. June 13, 2015
Reaching Joy 