birdwatched

A lizard crawls along the hot pavement and drinks the sky in quick flickering laps. Greedy is okay today. No humans are outside, and the sky is big enough to

kidsyish poems

Like Peas in a Pod Ma and I are very different,(That’s what lots of strangers think.)Cuz I was born in shades of brown,and she was born in pink. Ma and

journal: tables & cages

Goodness knows I don’t know what to say. My phone rings, and I answer it, and the first few minutes will be the conversation no one can stop having, or

poem: inspiration

fast like where,come back like blink,here like right now,stay like stink. heat like black tar,soft like sog,late like someday,weight like fog. brag like sky lemon,shout like dawn.talk like downbeat, walk

slow days

I spent the weekend reading romance novels, tucked into myself on the bed, then the couch, then sitting upright on the bed, then draped across it, and then a little

a gift

I’ve gotten really good at missing people. I keep the masterpiece of them painted on the inside my eyelids, and they barely ever drip down as tears. I tuck the

how

How to explainI did not walk out of prisontucked in thankfulness,blessing the cageless sky.How to explainthe moon has never been the samesince you took her from me.How my losses didn’tjustfill

hivin’

For the first few months in my time in jail, as a joke to keep himself entertained, a deputy would tell any inmates that were curious about me, that I

soft voiced

I have a soft voice. I wouldn’t say it’s soothing, smooth, or even gentle, but it isn’t jagged in the corners like an old cinder block. It’s easy to listen

journal: how i am

A little after week in California’s Safer At Home restrictions, a girlfriend and myself text each other at nearly the exact same time. She tells me that, in her family’s