How can you look at this and not see a political statement?! The obvious juxtaposition of fresh and dried; of fruit and seed; of sharp and soft; of stiff and flowing… Texture, size, density; color, habit, origin; and all gathered together in one gorgeous, harmonious…

Fifth Hour Walk Through What was once my refuge, my comfort, and my home. leaves a chill in the air, Now I live alone. Used to be where children’s laughter and made-up songs filled the air, now, it’s a sobering reminder that I am the…

The sun never gets too hot on the west side; instead of vineyards we had raspberry fields; acre after acre of tangled vines. In other towns, the trucks smell of black exhaust but here, the trucks trail the scent of ripe raspberries as they roar…

She walks by in midnight attire Blood curdling red like wine Veins pulsating with every breath Every step further into the darkness Her voice cried out a howl Unlike anything I have ever heard In an instant she was my madness She was my poison…

In the dark, in the vast open space I search for a grip, something to reveal my place. A gift in the deep night did appear. Pinholes of light to lift my fear. Horizons so far, drawn by great heights. My way was alight with…

The spices were fresh picked From the garden this morning And having been washed and dried Now lay in the summer sunshine To dry As I finished wiping my hands On my apron I saw the butterfly Land gently Upon the spiced orange slices Which…

I AM (2019) i am still growing i hear my mothers advice with every step i take i smell jasmine incense & a cup of earl grey tea i see that maybe things have to get worst before they get better (please say things get…

Empty water bottles sit on my nightstand, having chugged them last night to hit my gallon-a-day mark. A vine of purple flowers, ten years old, finally hangs above my bedroom door, a thin canopy of color against the white walls. A salt lamp and moon…

My mother is a great cook You can tell from the tantalizing aroma that wafts through the kitchen doors Swinging between sweet and savoury My taste buds ache with lingering torture pulling me to the source and the end Egusi soup made of vegetable, sweat…

A kiss can be A devastating thing Bringing A man Or a woman To their knees With just one press Of lips against lips Such a little thing A kiss Can be A kiss Can seal a pact Like a handshake But no hands Look…