Mankind that walks upon this land Behold the destruction at your hand The ultimate doom you did succeed With actions levied in the name of greed Wreaking havoc on a perfect world Taking bounties you beheld As inexhaustible Humankind you have no shame You saw…

I look through my window To decide where I wish to roam. I want to take a wander Travel beyond my home. I get up and ambulate Head out the front door I pick up my feet and go I need to move some more….

Spade digs into soil, I strike a tiny metal box labeled time capsule. and wonder what’s inside. Could it be a letter? Polaroid memories? A favorite toy? Maybe even treasure?! It could be anything. Next to the box is a small gray stone that simply…

  It was the sixth hour Rain did pour— As my mind scoured Through old folk—lore   The clock’s hand began to rotate As my eyes fixed to gaze Synchronized with the hand of fate I swear— its only existence was that to amaze  …

“…these existing plays have already begun answering the questions of where we are all came from” as if we had no idea our stories held our babies like pits in peaches and all our wishes lived just on the other side of the stars next to…

Buried deep beneath the earth evidence of love, death, birth. Remnants of a time long past have seen the light of day at last. Such treasures hold our memories. A history planted with the trees. Roots of family life lived well. Stories that these items…

She had the same wishes as I Praying over her kids written with a pen dipped in ink I imagine was stolen from master its rare but we always find a way to learn to grieve to exist to be I imagine her nails digging…

When you ask why I went to the protest, I am speechless. I am speechless because  I even have to explain, speechless at the  Pure disgust in your voice when you ask.    I go to the protest because I cannot Fathom not being there….

Born on the ocean. Threw rocks at the ocean. Shot bullets at the ocean. Swore at the ocean. Resented the ocean. Fucked by the ocean. Smoked by the ocean. Dumped shit in the ocean. Bodies found by the ocean. Priests molested by the ocean. Abused…

When did they bury you? Why did they leave you? Did they hope to enjoy these remembrances In their old age? Or did they leave them behind – Disappointed, dispirited by what was past? Or did they want them to overflow into Other lives?  …