Monday, January 22, 2018

Grounded

the crows outside my window
know I feed
my dog at 8 a.m.

every morning they show up
to nibble the
leftover kibble and laugh at

the grounded little lives we
choose inside the
worry, the routine, the glass

prisons we call home, cars,
restaurants, and offices,
never learning to fly free

Monday, January 15, 2018

Savage

Crazy means
believing your
sorry ass
belongs in
this country
because your
light-skinned
forefathers illegally
immigrated to
a land
in which
civilized nations
could be
slaughtered by
smallpox and
pistols and
broken promises
simply for
being here
first


Peeking through

"Only in the darkness can you see the stars." - MLK



In the beginning, we close 
our eyes. the 
pain is too much and

we can't bear to see

we stumble into each other
stroking one another's
faces, to assure ourselves that

others can't bear to see

any of this either, that 
when we open 
our eyes it will be bleaker 

than we can bear to see

So we peek one eye 
open, dizzied but 
knowing we cannot fight what 

we can't bear to see 

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Locks

There is no gold in
these locks just
the weight of your ideals


The buzz

There is no 
rush, no bliss,
no overwhelming wave
of love or
clarity, just a 
phantom buzz in 
my pocket pulling
me to look
more frequently into
this black mirror
than a real one

 

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