What is our greatest truth if not love? What is love if not an act of being seen whole, broken? “We never have these conversations,” my aunt says, over the phone, after watching the video montage I compiled for my brother’s 18th birthday: messages from family about gratefulness and memories and light. “You toldContinue reading “Visibility”
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The Wind
Be with the wind, dear child, be with the wind because the wind will never fail you. It tells it like it is: present yet invisible until it pounds its mighty fist, roof tiles falling, refugees sprawling; the next day gentle, subtle whispers on the cheek, nature calling, mother asking for a forgiveness she does notContinue reading “The Wind”
My Gold
Because how can you read the news, my Jo? How can that shit be your day job? The day glaciers melt and people teach machines to teach other people about the same machines and sitting in my rose garden all alone can lead to murder and taking a soda without asking and running out the doorContinue reading “My Gold”
Truth is Black
Chasing truth is difficult when it’s wearing a hat 3 sizes too big for it’s head — hiding its eyes from the onlooker, dancing in shadows it knows no better while we go on searching under street lights. December 5, 2018
What do you do
when you’re tired like the world meant for you to be and you’re broke like the world meant for you to be and you’re lonely like the world meant for you to be? You get angry like Earth meant for you to be you find truth like Earth meant for to find you fightContinue reading “What do you do”
watching the moon
you are on your own with a life that belongs to no one– and that is more than okay. what do I believe in? I believe in truth, the elements, digging underneath the dirt of lies we have been hiding underneath our skin, feeding one another with or without realizing it your soulContinue reading “watching the moon”
S
Your story, as important as it has become to you in this life, is just a story. There is something bigger at work here. Your story, as important as it has become to you in this life, is just a letter. It’s the letter “S” with its roadway curves and lack of edges–Continue reading “S”
through my window
the intersection of tree and sky, the lines they paint across pale blue horizons while two black specks of bird chase each other. *** Truth, expanding over snow-dipped houses– it will never be found beneath my pen. *** the earth knows things my mind cannot see. *** but I can still sit back, exhale, and soak in theContinue reading “through my window”
Truth, Wisdom, Love
The weight of the Truth is the weight of a mountain– a single Earth. … The weight of Wisdom is the weight of a feather– a single tear. … It is bright tonight as I huddle tight next to a soft pillow and a softer light, shining the way Love greets lovers in the doorway…Continue reading “Truth, Wisdom, Love”
Some Short Narratives
Lately, instead of writing consistent poems, I’ve done small drawings of people accompanied by their thoughts/a quick story and a saying on their shirt. I’ll share some here (although I’m not ready to share any of my drawings! I’m no artist, trust me). The saying is the second phrase of each “poem”: I. Our “real” selvesContinue reading “Some Short Narratives”
Reaching Joy 