Still here
Lying in bed
On a hot August night
Listening to the crickets sing
Through the open window.
I feel profoundly relieved
At hearing them again
In our midst
Because as … Read more
Lying in bed
On a hot August night
Listening to the crickets sing
Through the open window.
I feel profoundly relieved
At hearing them again
In our midst
Because as … Read more
(TW: Small mention of blood and violence from a racially motivated hate crime.)
Discrimination
Silenced my mother’s native tongue
Coated with Biluochun tea
Spoons … Read more
Poet
from the forest-covered mountains
you celebrated the land that jailed you
When the radio broadcast your patriotic song
your jail guards and cellmates asked,
“Why are … Read more
We drove with the sunroof open
So the breeze could tangle our hair.
We rolled through stop signs,
We ran reds as the others did,
And we pressed send on … Read more
In New York, we say
we are safe from these
frivolous wills, bursting
forth with the
overzealousness
of man.
In Idaho, we watch
as they say:
“Let God’s will be—… Read more
The community garden where I grow tomatoes,
green peppers, zucchini, and gladiolas.
My little piece of heaven – twelve by twelve
what more could I ask … Read more