“Can you show me the world?”
Never having seen a map, the boy stepped into unfamiliar land. The people were the map. They held him fast, traced a path to another place: a paradise of prosperity… Read more “Can you show me the world?” →
Ruth
Ruth, you beautiful creature, you spin history with your delicate fingers, telling men to step off our pieced-together capes that sputter us toward a future state – where we live… Read more Ruth →
Two years
I have learned to listen to those who have wisdom, to read before reacting, to support those struggling around me. And when I struggle myself, I let waves of love… Read more Two years →
What supremacy?
What’s so great about your “nationalist” state? Blue eyes can’t reflect a rusted, ruined sky; just the phony, fake water of a manmade lake, the main attraction of a master… Read more What supremacy? →
From the Breaking Poems archive: “In Texas”
In Texas, we cook bacon with our smoking weapons. We kill tree roaches with flamethrowers, and people? yeah, we kill those, too. In Texas, we open doors for women and… Read more From the Breaking Poems archive: “In Texas” →
Fall for anything
Nothing will ever be right, so why try? There’s a hole in your roof that lets in just enough light, it works for you and your small life. You heard… Read more Fall for anything →
Go back to the country
This city is so brown that salsa is our signature drink. It is so black it birthed Beyonce. Our rain is intense purple, our heat a searing red, our hearts… Read more Go back to the country →
Don’t look away
No one can drag you to empathy, you must travel that road yourself. You pass horrors and choose to look at them closely — an autopsy of the human condition,… Read more Don’t look away →
