your cloudy eyes your new mind   your cloudy eyes your broken frame   your confused stare your new mind   your cloudy eyes your calm gait

Umma and I have an understanding of sorts— we must have shaken hands on it when I was in the womb— that even if she lied, her presence would be honest. I always feel the lie, the ease in our conversation sputters to a halt….

You bought me so long ago, I can barely remember. I sat in a box, soft and dark, until early December. The lights were so bright, the people all so thrilled. I was pleased, too, my purpose finally fulfilled. I rested on his hand, warm…

HOUR FOUR-   8.45am: At Subway Waiting for the train with a cup of coffee, salted bagel and a book in my hand. I peered around me. People of all sorts, shapes, sizes and with different appetites wait. To reach their destination. My stare now…

Hide it Throw dirt Ignore it It’s done Back in the earth Where it came from The wind Speaks Asking Why I don’t want to answer I don’t want to lie Burning Wood The fires Alight As darkness descends I feel the cool night I…

Everything is going down Turning from green to brown All are aware this natural act It is reality, it is a fact. Rat race of people is a game Not to crave mark, but surface fame All somehow belong this freezing sect It is reality,…

Watch her run Accelerating So determined Never waiting Watch her run Self-assured Her tracker record So far, endured Watch her run Campaigning strong Serve the people Right the wrong Watch her run See her fall Unprepared To lose it all

So often does he never mean to play the fool, But he can only build what will come from such simple hands. And his failure is found often, and too often found cruel, For it is only in this pattern that he finally understands. Pursued…

The waters call to him, No matter where he goes. He longs for the beauty, The waters gentle flow. The waters call to him, The love his sons do share. They spend time on the water together, Laughing without care. The waters call to him,…

In a time, once; a land, far off a woman is dreaming. Her nearly beautiful face opens happily to take in your budding fingers, the cord securing her body to your future She counts atoms, names your neck king of this time, this land rubbing…