Friday, April 14, 2017

New Baptism

During the sun's scorching gaze Is baptism renewed most fit When, hands clasped on each other (a gesture of obligatory devotion) I will soak my heels up my nape Drops almost touching my earlobes Bubbles will form, burst, regenerate Ripples rival among themselves Placid waves caress...

Monday, March 13, 2017

The Importance of the Hands that Toiled for Food

The city is as convoluted as the din, smoke, and stench emanating from every busy street and every nook and cranny too busy to care for the little things it is being survived by. The harvest too gilded for the hands, scorched and veined, that have toiled hard with sweat and tears, is, however,...

Saturday, January 21, 2017

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Monday, January 2, 2017

Spotlights

Underweight, emaciated, and flimsy, you had met the big, wild world like a glaring spotlight in the dead of the night when the tempest was at its strongest, you the young, poor deer, scared you had nowhere to run. Of course, you didn't have a pint of a memory of that. Of course, it was your mama...