Special

The sounds of childrenthe prettiest of girlsthe innocent of boyswith hopes so bright The language of kidsso original and nicegives away the secretthat we’re all nice inside Our hearts, so transparentand only full of lovelike it’s been and supposed to benever mind the dust outside No matter what you doI’ll love you anywayI’ll look beyond

Remorse

Remorse can happen at the oddest of timeslike when you’re beautifying yourselfcan’t dictate where the mind goeswhen you’re not being presentlike the massacre of turkeys during Thanksgiving; those highly intelligent animalsbut then chicken is intelligent tooI guess intelligence correlates to taste:maybe humans like to eat highly intelligent animals like chicken, turkeys, pigs, tunas, cows,maybe humans

Blinds

Everything’s back to normal, just like the way it used to be I just came out here, with my heart soaring with thoughts of what goodies I get to explore while tranquilized by the stripes of the blinds. A trusting girl, who breathes with her mouth closed. So many choices right now. This cell phone

Run for your life baby, they are coming to shoot you down

Genius bear escapes electric fence

Dad’s my hero

Pretty sure genetically, I’m 99% my dad 1% mom When I see an angry young man I see my dad and in that, I see myself

Furs, feathers, skins, and bullfrogs

I miss the woolly mammoths They look so majestic in the waning sunlight How do little mammals survive arctic winters? I wanna distribute shelters to all of them Poor shivering babies They’re all so amazing and it’s wondrous to Acknowledge that they live and accompany us In this world; so diverse From deserts to forests

Street dogs and humans

Amid a pack of male dogs who gather around a female and have a hormonal frenzy, there’s also a street dog who walks besides a human that he claimed, or that claimed him, vice versa. They sit on the stairs to the closed store at night outside, and when the human figures that it’s time

Beauty intervention

“Big sister, how do you like my hair?” She asks sweetly as she touches the puff of hair on the top of her head. Her hair’s chemically treated straight and painted black. “Looks good dear” I respond. She gets up and stretches down the tight skirt she’s wearing, as I stare in disbelief. I can’t

Needy soul

Missing people when they’re right here Thoughts of missing people when they’re gone Memories of people and missing them Missing people when they’re right here Thoughts of missing people when they’re gone Missing what could have been Missing when there’s nothing really missing Missing people when they’re right here

Stepping into the rain drops with my cat

You wouldn’t expect a rainy, cold, dark day around summer time. Everything’s back to freezing, and I hate having to wear winter clothes that I’ve put aside once more. The cat himself is a bit confused and is circling around not knowing what to do. I pick him up and smother him with love, and

Childhood bright eyes, adventure, and a song about a beast

Greasy pizza

We were little kids who sat in the school cafeteria during lunchtime. The cafeteria special that day, as it was every other day, was pizza. I used to think that pizza was a big deal, but the school pizza really, really sucked. I had a friend from Botswana next to me and a friend from

Closed classroom

When it began, I was just a timid girl with the weight of the classroom around me. Foreign faces and loud voices. I clearly couldn’t open up here. But your projects were interesting, Mrs. J, and you gave me a mission. I ran into the classroom the next morning with new ideas, and we tested

Streetlight people

Strangers waiting Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching In the night… Streetlight people Living just to find emotion Hiding somewhere in the night   flint delta blinds

Noori

There’s a beautiful bird out in a forest. She flies her little wings up and down the hilly terrain near the glistening, cold Himalayas. They refer to her as Noori; this beautiful, colorful bird. On rare occasions they get a glimpse of her striking beauty. Yet always, they hear her tweeting her silly, sweet songs

The empty feeling on a late morning

Don’t torture me with pleasant morning air seeping through my bedroom window I’m lying here under covers crying about my hometown, family, old friends, people, everyone, and everything that I miss 2009/06

Understanding my mother

I see the words fuzzily dance up and down, slowly, in the computer screen ahead. I sit and stare just as she would, for what seems like a long time with no other plans in my life. And only then, does my mother make complete sense to me.

A conversation to remember

Months ago, my always smiling late grandma had said, “Look at you nani, gazing deeply elsewhere. What profound things you must be thinking of.” And in complete honesty, I had explained, “Not really ama, I’m not thinking about anything at all. I’m actually just looking at the wall.”

The everything in little things

Too busy making plans right now. There will come a day when little things will be vocalized like they’re a big deal Like telling the other that the fireplace needs new wood Or asking if the grass is cut, or what time a regularly watched TV show will air. Two elderly couple, friends with each

Hello Angel

I love u

Save your tears for someone who really loves you

Like my grandma, she cradled me in her arms and rocked me to sleep. She took me on pilgrimages to a thousand temples, as far as the eyes can see. She pulled me up, higher and higher, until I was able to firmly stand amongst my peers in this brutal commercial world. She reminded me

Just when I thought my life sucked

Just when I thought my life sucked, I saw little birds take refuge over a floating ice sheet, and I hailed. 20160106

I got you here right now

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Walking with my friends

Lovers