My Blue Affront
Flush out of Kaiser Medical, I’m a single mother with Bluejay’s cerulean clothed body a twin to the sky’s wavelength blue. On a Geary Boulevard block, a man fresh […]
Monetized Happiness
Overlooking unhoused hearts in a tent encampment, an East Oakland billboard zip ties my eyes: YOU CAN’T BUY HAPPINESS. Sure, I get it. Then again, can any vocal cords […]
Poetry to the Next Generation
Over my journal and a pen’s ink swell, I spilled a sonnet across a sanded oak welcome. Once I wiped up this iambic mess, the stressed and unstressed syllables […]