Why can’t you be normal? What is normal? I mean really Where is the exact description The written down prescription For normal Who are you to say what is normal? We can’t all do the same things Or have the same skills The same abilities…

I dreamed I was running The wind whipping at my face The stairs endless before me Over and over There had to be an end to it I could hear you All around me I could hear you You were just around the corner Just…

Everyone in the house Is having a lazy day The house sitter At the end of three awful weeks That had moments of good Still not sure if they are done The dog Missing her pack She knows the sitter well And seeks her out…

Helen Scientific Mathematician; cooked by omission and commission, taking pleasure in her mission to drive Her siblings with dirision while holding the whole box of donuts in her lap – eating them all For her self prescribed nutrition Intentionally mean and making unholy decision. Loved unconditionally,…

Out as a trader Endures child-labour, sex-slavery, abuse, and hawking As an outcast She ends up in the UN Ambassadorial seat With opportunity to revenge She refuses Instead trades her power and position to pursue world peace

He leaned back in his chair He closed his eyes The echoes of the dog’s growl Still echoed in his ears He remembered the screams of Young Lord Baskerville He rubbed his eyes He still wasn’t sleeping well He woke up screaming last night Images…

Seeing God through a Brother Everyone has a name for hunger in his mother’s tongue. My Asian friend asked me in a chat what it’s called. I typed ‘ebi.’ He sent a voice note and distorted the pronunciation to mean vomit. It was normal for…

it’s all spread out before me Earth His footstool Skies His Glory   these places I thought I travelled alone pathways I’ve forged seas I’ve crossed the wilderness that tried to claim me… but He saw it all   He shows me the limitlessness of…

Life streamed in a rectangle Farm Shrine Village square Home Until… the slave trade came   Life shrunk into a triangle Office Worship Home Until…the virus came   The virus came It locked us down It masked our collective breaths We walk the earth like…

I remember The last breath of unfiltered air On a cool evening I stopped and raised my hands in the air And filled my lungs as much as I could   I remember Trying to hold that breath Because words cannot explain How pure and…