Dogs and a Baptist Church
populate my north Oakland neighborhood where I habitually walk my rat terrier Batman (and his spiky ears) in still-forming dawns. Last week, as we slid past a locked gate at […]
Dear Yesterday’s Imagined Future,
Interview with Keith Gaboury Q: Poetry and the sciences are often placed at odds with one another, whether they are truly all that fundamentally opposite or not. What drew you […]
Lost Cat
I read my horoscope in coffee grains. With my future only in pulverized form, I go out walking. At the West MacArthur intersection, I spot a lost cat poster […]
Oakland Transit
I jam my body through a side door of an inbound bus. On a seat for a human pregnant, disabled or senior, a man with twenty-aged skin, no pregnancy or limp […]
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 commands my eyes: YOU CAN’T BUY HAPPINESS. Alright, I get it. Then again, can vocal chords vocalize negotiable happiness? […]
Poetry to the Next Generation
Over my journaland a pen’s ink swell,I spilled a sonnetacross a sanded oak welcome. Once I wiped upthis iambic mess, the stressedand unstressed syllablesstained my right palm. Through a doorway, […]