Patience

Hour – 19 You will win with patience Be neither afraid of the dark nor of the night, The morning will surely come Morning will come But don’t you get tired of your life don’t lose your courage the enthusiasm to fight against odd situations…

Hour Ninteen- Humiliation

  legs exposed? humiliation headed my way   Source: A blackout poem culled out from Pg. 34 from the novel Looking for Alaska by John Green.

Hour 19

Response poem to Irisa Kwok’s Hong Kong Triptych When spring never came, my friend left forever. She said, fuck the neon metropolis and instead moved to countries of fog instead of mist, brick instead of cement. She bowed not once, not twice but thrice. Swam…

City life

If you listen closely late at night the sounds of the city become ever more clear traffic noise, road hum sirens distant – and not so distant squealing tires – cars racing too-fast trucks pitter-patter of raccoon claws on alley concrete squeal of train wheels…

Shoot for the moon

When I was in elementary school they told us to shoot for the moon and you will land among the stars what I heard was that I should expect to fail And so it was confusing to me when my mother got angry with me…