Three communists at a table Discuss the future of planet Earth. Your family back in Vietnam Are struggling, the rice is drowning, No...

My mother’s voice, a hymn of Haiti, Resonates in the rhythm of discipline, Each note a commandment, Each beat a boundary.   I dance...

1.     Pine needles sprinkled down like confetti. 2.                                    -prom closed with reflective confetti. 3.    ...

The summer I was lost, my grandmother gave me black cherry ice cream always two scoops, every night, and we’d sit on the porch in the...

I cut the flowers for a still life,                                     Smiling on the table top hunting joy;                            ...

Stubborn dandelion, yellowed brilliance unaware that it’s outstayed the world’s welcome, soaked in still morning light with a pair of...

my eyes lock with my eyes two black holes, duplicated suspended in space and time.   i blink — and the self-portrait shifts late sun...

i.   we were probably eight when you waved back    as i looked up from my new apartment balcony.      we looked for shells and jumped...

I bowed to the ground, picked up nine four-leaf clovers - six five-leaf clovers too. Their petals sliced by mower blades speckled by...