Year: 2016
My Mothers
Look me in the face and call me bruja. Let the label linger on your tongue before you swallow the reality, Before you digest the inherited truth. Go to the sea, my mother Y cobrale mis chingaderas. Recall baptism in clear waters, salted by Earth and divine prayers Slapped awake Read more
Because Of This…. (Rape and Invisible Illness)
in·vis·i·ble adjective: unable to be seen; not visible to the eye ill·ness noun: a disease or period of sickness affecting the body or mind Invisible illness comes in many forms, in many symptoms, and attacks each person differently. It can be a physical or mental illness, or both. There is Read more
Buried Poems
Under 60 slick intriguing crap catalogs, under varied meal preparations every day, under each day’s pencil-sharpened newspaper sudoku, under Sunday’s New York Times Crossword Puzzle, under Mariners games, and Rachel Maddow, and Castle and Project Runway and the NBC Nightly News, under trips to town through evergreens, under trips home Read more
For the Love of the Game: Soccer and Me
One of the earliest memories of my childhood was watching my friends playing soccer in front of Grandma’s house. During these impromptu matches, it was nearly impossible to cross the field on the way to the market without getting hit by one of those balls. I had the same issue Read more
Israel: In Search of Miracles
Israel itself is a sort of miracle. A land of constant surprises. The first thing I notice when I come out of the airport in Tel Aviv is bats. Bats streaking the sky in this beach city with tall buildings and busy streets.
First Hours of Forever
It’s the kind of deep sorrow ….That leaves just BLACK Where there should be tomorrow And it’s the kind of harrowing pain ….That leaves a burning HOLE Where there should be a stain… It’s not just cold at night …It’s FREEZING And when it starts to get dark I wonder Read more
The Universe Between Us
Alone, I am a star burning against the night sky. I am lost in a blanket of darkness, a heaving illuminated mass threatening to collapse in on itself. But together, Timmy and I are a galaxy, a vast wonderful world of possibilities. We are bright and organized, burning into one Read more