We go to recess and games begin. I can't join that group, they have an even number. I can't play over there, I'm not fast enough. I sit at recess at watch them play games. That young girl didn't know what to say how to be included or who to talk to She kept quiet, …
A Poem to Women
My heart cries out to the women afraid to be women they don't claim their power certain the sword will slice them Or they hide their truth because it's easier because it would upset because then they'd have to explain it Or they put on a mask of a man, or another not willing to …
Whole Inside
Have you ever lost someone not from your close circle not your immediate family but someone outside of the daily routine? Have you ever felt loss not as a constant dull pain but the kind you have to remind yourself about? like when you wake up to find out you cut your hair in the …
Pray for Earth
What do the birds say when they call out at dawn? as the glow rises and the fog rolls in What does the rain say when it taps on rooftops? as the drizzle continues and gray turns pink What does the sun say when it arrives, one ray at a time? as we lie sleeping …
A Cooking Affair (Slice of Life: Day 3)
The smell of onion rises, sending its sting into the air Dusts of curry splattered, I've begun a cooking affair Paprika almost dumping into the pot of what's to be a Friday homemade feast (just my cup of tea) Though I hate peeling it, I load up on the garlic Throw in cayenne pepper because …
Cuban Blues
Faded blue on the building side, peeling and cracking from time Shiny, bright blue of the classic car as it rolls by Royal blue on the Cuban flag, hanging proudly above the shop window Blue of the sky as it kisses the waves pulsing towards Malecon street Blue jeans, several pairs, tattered and hung on …