The Lament of a Broken Heart

Prompt: using the phrase "Space Angel," write a poem about starting over. Give me space, Angel. His words pierced the crimson tide of Dawn. Truth ruptured into a million pieces, Of solitude and anger. Of self-doubt and danger. She screamed a silent lament of woe and sorrow. Space? If only (she swallowed) if only she... Continue Reading →


This is My Home

Note: I wrote this after hearing some asshole tell a brown-skinned person to "go back home." It got me thinking about this notion of ownership and what makes a home and an immigrant. I wrote this in response, and while I am sharing it here, I am not up for a political debate. You don't... Continue Reading →

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