...since my debut anthology of story-telling poetry, "Strong Heart: A Story of Coming Home," has officially gone on sale and I am just beyond grateful and ecstatic for all the support, feedback, and kindness that's echoed back. Every time a book goes out into the world, it carries pieces of the writer with it—hopes, questions,... Continue Reading →
Sunflower’s Story 4
It's a beautiful thing, seeing four generations of the same sunflower that towered over you four years ago. Four years ago, before the pandemic changed our world, back when I had all of my organs, back when I used to travel several times a year and thought I had the path of my future all... Continue Reading →
Tea
Little wheezing kettleon high. Steam shot,Bubble spots, sizzledHot and crackling pops.We just sat andwatched it burn.
“We’re All In This Thing Together”
It's 11:30PM and I'm driving along I-45 north, coming out of Houston, Texas proper. It's been a long time since I've made a trip down to where I grew up, to the Heights specifically where I lived for a beat in my mid-twenties. I lived in a garage that had been turned into an upstairs... Continue Reading →
Just Another Day
Another mass shooting happened (as I'm editing this before posting, two more happened that have made headlines). The coincidence that like the last time, I kissed my boy on the head as he left for school. That again I think about those Achilles heels spots in his school between buildings where they're most vulnerable. It... Continue Reading →