Thursday, September 23, 2021


when autumn arrives
and leaves begin 
to fall i 
remember that i 
am the tree
not the golden 
leaf spinning gloriously 
to the ground

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

The dance

There is no hard line 

between sunset and night, 

the oranges and pinks 

give way to the inky 

blues and purples 

in a dance, a caress,

they embrace each other always

but we cannot 

see it from where we’re standing 

cannot see that 

we’re the ones spinning ever 

away and toward 

the light, that we are 

the dancer

dizzy with power and regret 

Poetry prompt: Transitions 

Tuesday, July 27, 2021


You worship me as
your goddess
pray that I’ll save you 

kneel at my altar
until I 
fall from grace when your
prayers are not answered

my whole heart can't mend 
your broken one
cannot love away 

your loneliness 
only gaze
at your loveliness
as you used to see mine

Wednesday, April 28, 2021

What’s the matter?

We believe we are separate

from the Earth 

from each other

can’t see all the emptiness 

that connects us 

April PAD day 27: believe or don’t believe 

Monday, April 26, 2021


I have so many questions 

so much hurt to understand

but the only one that matters

is how do you open your heart?


April PAD day 24: question


How lucky am I 

to be born 

with such beauty 

that you cannot 

look away

keep your hands off

keep your cat calls

in your mouth

must thrust your desire 

into the world

into me 

to hold for you

without my consent 

April PAD day 13 prompt: lucky or unlucky

Sunday, April 25, 2021


There is no thinking with

your heart, it 

only knows how to feel 

to beat, to 

keep driving love/life forward 

April PAD day 25: thought 

Tuesday, April 20, 2021

Love your neighbor

Love your neighbor

your good book says, but 

you believe your 

Middle Eastern messiah 

was miraculously white, feel affinity 

only toward those 

who look like 

you, not the ones he 

would have loved 

You pick and 

choose which teachings are relevant 

and none have 

anything to do with love 

April PAD day 20: love or anti-love 

Monday, April 19, 2021

Counting sheep

They corral us together
feed us the same
straw theories
knowing there’s 
no substance 

nothing to stomach
but plenty to chew on
as they try 
to convince us
that the wolves

are our caretakers
they think we’re asleep
and because they can’t 
tell us apart 
think we don’t see 

when one of us is slaughtered

Saturday, April 17, 2021

Waiting to breathe

She doesn’t pass 

wouldn’t want to

always seems to be 

holding her breath 

dark skin a beacon 

beaming Blackness without apology 

a light to 

her sisters and 

lure to lynch mobs

that could be 

around any corner 

constantly calculating the risks 

of her brilliance

in this world

and who it might attract 

April PAD Day 17 prompt: waiting 

Wednesday, April 14, 2021


The voices of the dead

cannot speak, but

if they could they'd 

rise up through the throats

of the jury 

"guilty," convict the killer cop

April PAD day 12: use three of the following six words: convict, great, play, race, season, and voice

Get out of the car

 For 2nd Lt. Caron Nazario

He was pepper sprayed  

for questioning an authority

not his commanding officer

peppered in "what's going on?" 

as things got heated

"get out of the car"

“just comply” he was 

told, take orders like 

a good soldier, who's 

never told when they're 

marching toward death 

"get out of the car"

forced to the ground 

choking and confused 

still in his camos

too fatigued to continue 

asking "what's going on" 

The officers are out 

of the car, guns drawn

too heated to see the

temporary license plate 

in the window 

the whole reason they 

pulled him over 

in the first place 

April PAD day 10: get (blank) 

Friday, April 9, 2021


Wouldn’t it be nice if 

we saw ourselves as animals

instead of projecting humanity onto 

creatures incapable of our cruelty 

April PAD Day 9: persona

Thursday, April 8, 2021


We can only 

see ourselves in the reflections 

off other people 


April PAD day 8 prompt: metaphor 

Wednesday, April 7, 2021

The crooks

Inspired by Resmaa Menakem's work and teachings ... and a recent podcast he was on

Your body was 

not your own

it served at 

the pleasure of 

the kings and elites

their feasts and 

festivities fueled by 

the blood and 

sweat and tears 

of laborers and peasants

whose skin was 

darkened by dirt 

sun-baked in fields 

you weren't allowed 

to ever eat from

servitude and subordination

a birthright passed 

down through your 

bloodied European bodies

and only deemed white

once you were 

able to turn

that generational rage 

outward, to reclaim 

a sovereignty of self

stolen from you

by stealing the 

land, languages, lives 

of pigmented people 

on a new land 

you would rape

and pillage the 

same way your 

predecessors were on

your own ancestral homelands


April PAD Day 7 prompt: villain

Tuesday, April 6, 2021

The dark side

He doesn’t like 

that the world has changed 

can’t fathom why 

the superheroes of

his youth would be anything 

other than the 

color marked “flesh”

in his childhood crayon box 

Can’t see that

his own progeny 

might see themselves in these 

powerful new protagonists 

whose pigmentation was 

previously shaded  onto only the 

most shady characters 

never allowed to 

step fully into the light 

April PAD day 6 prompt: change or don’t change

Spare change

Do all coins matter or 

do you care

about some more than others? 

April PAD Day 6 prompt: Change or don’t change 

Monday, April 5, 2021

Getting served

The first time 

I left the country 

I thought I was a savior 

serving the happiest 

people I’d ever met

with my Christian charity

assuming they needed 

my help to fix

problems created by Christian 

men, Manifest Destiny

centuries of peasantry still

struggling under elite rule 

as if my

babysitting money could solve 

circumstances I couldn’t understand 

April PAD Day 5 prompt: the first (blank)

Sunday, April 4, 2021

Fat cats

Those who built the maze

are the ones

calling it “the rat race”

Taking us out of cages 

to chase poisoned 

cheese and thinking we’re free 

April PAD day 4 prompt: active 

Saturday, April 3, 2021


Our wires haven’t been crossed

the power lines  

are in completely different counties

April PAD Day 3 prompt: communication 

Friday, April 2, 2021


Would you love me more 
if this body was thinner 
his thinning hair thicker
her thickness less sexy
their sexiness more tame
his tameness more fierce
my fierceness less fiery 
her fire more water
our watered down selves 
so dampened
that we drown ourselves 
without seeing you’re 
holding our heads underwater 

April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 2 prompt: what does the future hold 

Thursday, April 1, 2021

What a pretty name

Hi, my name is
not nearly as important
what you call me 
behind closed doors, closed 
minds, or closed hearts 

where you fetishize an 
exoticness that once threatened
your grandparents so much 
that they sent mine
to Arkansan incarceration camps 

emerging years later with 
broken hearts and steeled
wills, a thirst to 
prove their Americanness/humanity,
become a model minority 

modeling resilience after abuse,
white-adjacent acceptability, and 
generational trauma embedded deep 
in the DNA that
became this face you 

now deem desirable


April PAD 2021

Poetic Asides Prompt Day 1: introduction poem


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