My Little Sister
My Little Sister
My little sister
Only 7 years old
Innocent
And yet strong willed
She will grow up
In this country
With this president
This person who calls himself
A leader
She will watch women
Around her
Be hurt by his laws
She will live in fear
She will hear about Canada
And passports
She will hear about violence
And pain
She will grow up
In this nation
With this president
I swear
If he makes her
Lose her fierceness
I will personally
Talk to him
If he makes her
Scared to be herself
I will write email after email
Letter after letter
My little sister
My strong
Fierce
Bright
Bold
My little sister
You are better than him
The Voice
December 2024
Mundane
a lesbian couple on my bus home from school a man in a punk battle jacket on the street my mother's female CEO group chat blowing up four of my teachers taking the following day off three free periods...
America, the Circus
The circus masters release the red beast, its mane flowing, great fangs bared, ready to take a bite out of the audience, who convinced them to let it out of its cage and cheer as it tears the circus “...
After the fifth day of November
note: partially inspired by Mary Oliver's "Wild Geese" and for my mom i want you to sit and stare at the glistening horizon. i want you to hear the wallow of the gulls, the weeping of waves ...
Speechless
I mean what do you even say? I feel like I can't trust my fellow Americans. I'm walking down the street, looking at people. Wondering "did you vote for the man who wants to take away human rights? MY...
Australia
At school we draw in the margins of our notebook paperand toy with the idea of moving to Australia. We look up the latest news in between classes, knowing thatthe teachers will think we're addicted to...
To the Plastic Bag of Broken Guitar Strings
There you go again: Reciting beautiful words That no one cares about. My broken mouth waits impatiently; Your swift fingers sewed it shut Before I could really get going … But don’t think I have not...
Case files
It didn’t occur to me, not on the first day, or the second* * *If you asked me to describe the job I could talk about the case files, conspicuously green and occasionally misplaced I could talk about ...
The Next Step
What do I do, as a black woman, when they get control? When the consequences don't matter anymore? When I watch my people get bullied, get beaten, get murdered, because it's okay now? What will I d...
The Scottish Play
It's too late to be awake. Devastation crawls in the wake of everything. My eyes are burning physically, actually in no poetic manner my eyes are burning with the after smoke of tears. I will sleep,...
My Little Sister
My little sister Only 7 years old Innocent And yet strong willed She will grow up In this country With this president This person who calls himself A leader She will watch women Around her Be hurt by ...
Speak
Today felt the same as yesterday. Nothing changed But there was a silence That echoed in the voices I heard. Today felt as if nothing changed. I got up, brushed my teeth, Made my bed, But I didn't...
End Zone
Repair the world, pull off the patterned papers. Leave the walls all bare and empty, no toll, free entry. Welcome to the end zone, a heap of land filled with the lonely souls. Friends, family, foes, ...