Following orderson the battlefield,it was kill or be killedmy sergeant said,no different thanwhen he taught meto thrust and parrywith fixed bayonet.The young soldierwore thick glassesand looked a lot likeone of my classmates.Sergeant claimedGooks don’t belongto […]
怒: anger influxes when slavery eclipses the heart愁: worry thickens as autumn sits high on the heart闷: depression settles when the heart is shut behind a door忘: forgetting happens when there’s death on the heart忍: […]
a Found Poem from BBC News on International Day of the Elimination of Violence Against Women They marched in Chile,red hands painted across their mouths.They covered their mouthswith purple hands in Argentina. They dressed in black […]
I. At sixteen,I keep my fingers crossedthe day I leave for school,first morning peehidden ina brown paper bag. In 1968 it takesa whole week for results,no simple wait to seeto see if a plastic stickchanges […]
The barriers betweenAmerica and Mexicoare woundwith concertina wire. Who named thoselethal twistsfor music?for elegant bellowsthat welcome supplehands and breathesweet trills. ~ Troops in the trenchesof WWl were assignedto wiring parties ––to unsnarlbarbed wire stashesand stretchthe […]
I can no longer tolerate football. It’s like an allergy. I need to turn it off, leave the room immediately. This makes dating especially difficult in my stomping ground of New England #patsnation. Police stations […]
I have not written a single poem about Malawi.It’s been more than a yearsince I journeyed thereon a missionto help girls stay in school. It makes no sense. The whole country is a sonnetof wandering […]
Dear old world, ~after L.M. Montgomery dear brave, fluttering, flowing old world, dear hungering world, cracked and blistered world, dear world embarrassed at yourself, at what you are capable of, bursting open in spring with […]
Call Kindness an Anti-currency Call kindness sweat or carbon dioxide expelled. The essence of exchange between organisms. A natural resource that can’t be stockpiled or charged interest. Call it a setting free, not a paying. […]
“Her wounds came from the same source as her power” -Adrienne Rich 1.I dreamt my father dated a man. He pulleda 3 x 5 from his wallet. Blonde strandsspilled off the man’s shoulders in black […]
