Once, in a field With the moon. We stumbled upon a nest of young sparrows Sleeping. We could’ve but We didn’t. Instead, we stared. Eyes Bright with astonishment You even held in your breath so as not To wake or disturb them. This is just to remind you to Learn by heart Even commit...Read more

the truth about trees is not its age, nor its teeth, it is what happens when you shake its branches and suddenly— a bird flies out. ...Read more

my students at school always have runny noses the green slimy kinds ewww no! that is gross! why not clean it, i complain not that they care, ugh! there's this kid named jack one time his nose was quite clean, i ate it, he said i grossed you out, eh? but that's just the truth, really thank god, i ...Read more

take a large drink from the sun, say the word good morning to even the industrious ant, gather the sparrows, teach them to break into a song on the word cue, strike tired and oh-its-gonna-be-a-long-day from the dictionary of your life, smile like a silly dog who just got a new bone treat, wear...Read more

: ALLOWABLES What I think, as I watch it die painfully slow under my feet; crushed legs and open stomach, small as a spider can be, because it couldn't fight back. Because it didn't run quick enough to disappear under a rock or into some corner I don't think I'm allowed To kill somet...Read more

the only cure for a persistent toothache is sweet ice cream i am kidding not only ice cream, add also sweet chocolates sugar and milk don't listen to your doctor trust this poem 😂 ...Read more

Praise you, your belly and hips overripe like heirloom tomatoes in the sun, Praise your hair, that golden blade of rice, and your skin like a field of swaying dahliahs from afar, Praise the granary of your mouth, and the birds that feed on your harvest from the gaps of your teeth. Praise y...Read more

In the end, We must, as the book says, Forgive one another Kiss each other's hand. But my soul is bitter. I cannot forget what does not love me. I protested. Why hold on to all that? Look at me, The wind said, Empty yourself. ...Read more

the year the rain ran its sharp nails on our roof and broke through the doors of our little town into our kitchen floor, you and I, we hardly left our beds except to peer out through the window. all day and night, we held the flaming sun in our dreams, i remember how it felt, it even burned ...Read more

flowers jolted awake by the loud buzz of bees look up — vexed, and go back to sleep again ...Read more

I want to write about the stars and all the beautiful things, the grass, the birdsongs we carried from lip to lip like a child in a womb and the war and the fire that entered us like a slow fever and we were delirious when the fever broke and burnt our beds and wounded our bodies o woun...Read more

I want to be sunflower in a field of weed, laughing at the sun with my face pock marked with black seeds, I want to crack open my ribs and pull out a little god and give it to you, I want to be a river going zigzag on a long adventure trip, with just the fishes and pebbles as my companion, I...Read more

Even a leaf knows that falling means rest before blossom...Read more

Everyone laughed at the man who carried an umbrella everywhere he went in the middle of a severe drought. He should’ve been flayed for such a sour joke The village grumbled Until one day, the sky opened and great sheets of rain swallowed the trees and filled the buckets ...Read more

Who killed you? A friend, Only my friend — my soul. O how foolish to desire love To pawn a heart When they ask for a limb Only a brother who has lost An eye To his brother Knows How Quickly it is to die in storms But why have i desired love When I've always known This is what They did wi...Read more

Something said to me to go on. It could have been a voice in the water, or the fishes — there were plenty. Who can tell God’s many faces? Who can tell how he speaks? At length, my face deep in the water. I took from them what they gave freely—their songs, and music that ...Read more