The wait time for someone to pick up the phone when you are scared; long. 10.5.17 Washington, D.C.

Underwater There's a difference between a house that was built underwater and a house that has gone under water, One is a mystery one is ignored. one is in Atlantis, and you'll read books to your children about. one is in Puerto Rico, and you don't want to talk about. when the roses bloom more … Continue reading Underwater

Poison some fear you some hate you some love you. Some call you posion, some call you blood of christ, some call you nectar of life. Some raises a glass of you, some raises from death because of you, some just cuts the edge with you. Some never live, some never die, but tonight we … Continue reading Poison

Divided Let me be as urgent as I can. This is who we are, living lives, hunted by one ghost, or another. Chasing or being chased. Divided until nothing is left of us. selfish, loveless, and forgetful. Living lies in Carefully divided, neighborhoods, schools, hospital rooms (and quality of medical care one can receives.) so … Continue reading Divided

Swift One never knows how swift life can be until they are caught in the rapids. So standing on the edge of it, at nights, I close my eyes, and try to remember the widening waves that brought me to these shores. Only then there's the breeze.   10.1.17 Washington, D.C. Inktober

Oh boy - here we are again! spend a couple of hours in attempt to write a poem about the fall, found a poem that I drafted on September 26 last year, tried finishing it, ended up changing it, and still nothing... One day, I'll write a poem about the fall, it will be good, it … Continue reading Welcome Fall 2017

Love Letter Ha!   What a life. Hello! Hope this letter finds you well. It's been sometimes since I have written to you, which does not mean that I have not thought about you. I just have been writing for myself. To not think of you would be too hard for me, and I don't … Continue reading Love Letter – Back from BM 2017

Dear James, Happy Birthday. Today you would have been 93, which is very old, and you might have not liked to see what has become of the world, especially the United States, after having to see Malcolm, Martin, Medgar, Fred, and many other wonderful beings leave this world in such young age. I know, it … Continue reading Letter To James Baldwin on his Birthday

How To Sew A Button last night I learned how to sew a button, well, you taught me how to do so,             and now I think I have learned.                this morning Pablo Neruda woke up in my mouth,      tomorrow is … Continue reading How To Sew A Button

You look out of your window, and realize something is growing in the garden of your vision and when you take a closer look you notice they are small mushrooms of loneliness. Popping out in the garden even if you never planted them. Fungi are like that, they move through this world in mysterious ways, … Continue reading Mushrooms of Loneliness & What To Do With Them.