Wander Love: Oaxaca
I tried to follow the paths of travelers who came before me.
Homecoming
I feel strongly that I have a responsibility to all the sources that I am...
- Joy Harjo
Berkeley Bowl, Produce
I wonder what he will do with his potatoes, why he needs so many.
I Am Not the Wound
After Jaiya John
The wound began as she did, growing in the
Self-Care or Selfishness?
For Black women; and all women who have been trained in self-
Lit Love: The Book of Form and Emptiness
"Books appreciate your eccentricities."
A New You
You glance over to make sure there's enough space. He's in the next car smiling, smiling.
A Story (To Make a Long Story Short)
You often hid things from yourself but I found you, living a quiet poetry I never knew existed.
The Smoking/Non-Smoking Sections in Restaurants Always Confused Me as a Child
As if the smoke could discern the boundary. As if toxicity knows
Dust to Dust
It's impossible to escape the noxious fumes, the dirt on the road that takes flight with each wheel that circles the pavement and I don't know if it’s trying to escape, or return home.
