We are wanting in the dark lights, all hunched, All live, writing in our book With a tethered sigh  And wanting a rest, but loving...

To be the moon is what he wanted me to be. round serene A face...

At the bottom of the garden the little girl plays. It is spring and the sun is warm in this spot, Filtered through the gaps in the blue...

Nothing Beautiful There is nothing beautiful to say by it, About it, there is nothing gold. The source of my heart, and yet The black...

I like to plant seeds in the barren lands of the Sierra, where I walk with a bucket and watch the shining eyes of the buckles on my...

Your petrol powered boast is trumped by the muscle moved machine, its mechanical cleverness is humble and sporting. It does not growl nor...

I can't bear to throw out the dead flowers: When I dropped the bunch in the compost this morning, the one still alive fell from the group...

A poem— even with the prettiest words i couldn’t describe you the way you should be. Feeling Blue— I want words to come out of my mouth...

Breakfast at Nine Saliva dominates, Her salt washed skin brushes the beads of bubbles Glistening between my hairs, She moans — the type...

Portrait paintings were Frida Kahlo's pain-things. Her labours of love hang as trophies of control and mocking devotion: desperate...

Ah, a day to myself. This morning, I spread To the sides of my bed With fingers and toes Like a starfish. I made pancakes, just three:...

Fragility Is Not knowing Who I am. I don’t know who I am. I don’t know where the cement was mixed and Who formed the Bricks That were...

THE SCHOOL ORCHARD In 1897, eighty clergy orphans moved into this school building. They sat on these grounds in September, surrounded by...

* Content warning for rape. 1. I am trying to decide what I am allowed to call rape I have been reading stories testimonies straddling...

Mother Sea, I forgive you drowning them then, drowning them now as well: swallowing, vomiting fish and bones through wandering waves of...

Graffiti on brick walls, 24 hour liquor marts, dispensaries next to starbucks, gum hardened on sidewalk curbs, abuelas tending rose...