Ode
You were born in a forest of root and honey.The birds announced your arrivalWith golden and blue feathers.The ocean lives … Continue reading Ode
You were born in a forest of root and honey.The birds announced your arrivalWith golden and blue feathers.The ocean lives … Continue reading Ode
I fucking did it! I FINALLY wrote a poem. I have a few dabbles in draft form here and there, … Continue reading Notes from Isolation: Day 73, South Bronx NYC
I could not fall asleep last night. Then I could not get up this morning. Gonzalo went to work today. … Continue reading Notes From Isolation: Day 8, South Bronx NYC
When I started this next 40 days, I was considering not doing this project anymore. I was bummed out about … Continue reading small joy: another 40 days
Dear Crackhead in my Stairwell, Thank you for the “good morning” the other day. I really needed that. I also … Continue reading A Thank You Note to the Crackhead in my Stairwell