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Aged wooden chairs in the summer of 2011 gnarled with antiqueness and crayon stains I can still find them if I look hard enough colored...

She was gone before I could even comprehend what death was. for the longest time she was just the one who could never sit still for a...

I learned in D.A.R.E about the pointy plant that grows in the ground earned a T-shirt and a dance for a promise That Beats in my stomach...

You use to be my favorite view I watched as you danced around my carcass Like the Windigo begging for more More you whispered and I...

I'll shine like a glimmer on the river The one you see on the freeway as you pass El Monte Where the homeless linger in the bushes Their...

1992 A black cloud of smoke near the intersection of Florence and Normandie drifted toward Mrs. Kim’s California Dry Cleaning store in...

POET READING THE NEWS [3] 1. Space Balls 3: Pox On Third Rock From The Sun Jeff Bezos calls for moving ‘all polluting industry into...

Quote of the day: “There are those who give joy, and that joy is their reward” – Kahlil Gibran. I spend a lot of time driving because of...

Hello again everybody! I’m popping back in to make another post for this wonderful blog. As I was mulling over what to talk about, it...

I grew up watching telenovelas with my mother and sister. We would laugh, cry and immerse ourselves in the dreams of our heroine, while...

Digging is a process of uncovering, getting past everyday consciousness into the movements of poetry. In everyday life, we live in a...

On the verge of April, a warmer-than-usual day wakes me from my sleep. I wipe the sleep from my eyes, and blink at the time on my phone....

m: Ella te ve en mi cuando se enoja. Me dice que tengo tus orejas y soy igual de sorda. Ella te recuerda / solo cuando no la quiero...

Have you ever had a role model and you didn’t even know it? I have and her name was Angelica Pickles. Angelica Pickles was the...

m: Vivías en una memoria, enlodada y sin sol. Solo vivías en esa memoria, / solo existías en esa memoria. M: My mother’s hands wrapped...

Shrimp Souffle “When people can email me the shrimp souffle instead of the recipe for it, then I’ll get email!” -Diane De Prima, First...

When I was a senior in high school, I really wanted to give the senior speech but I wasn’t valedictorian and I wasn’t the senior class...

A woman made of fall leaves keeps visiting my dreams. It's strange, I can't see a clear female body, but I know that it is a woman made...

Poetry suggests something different than any other kind of writing. It asks of us to imagine a world in which the reader has to slow...

Holidays are usually filled with opening gifts, family, and a lot of food. The early Christmases of my childhood consisted of the gifts...

today i finally cleaned my corner of the room. an old, yet-to-be-used easel. the heap of dusty sketchbooks, now a home for tiny mites and...

When did you first identify yourself as a poet/artist? I’ve been carrying around these little notebooks, writing things down in them...

I love endings. The sweet sorrow of December is upon us, and I’m hanging lights and making plans in spite of it all. We’ve solved the...

Some days I wake up with a song playing in my head. Maybe it doesn’t happen right when I wake up. Maybe it’s at work, at the times when...

m: Tu nombre aparece en momentos sin importancia en la carretera, camino a casa y una canción recordando a un padre suena sin previo...

I started writing letters this month. Handwritten, enveloped, stamped-and-mailed letters. I sent them to friends I’ve known for years,...

Like many ghouls, as soon as I sense the light shift in August, I start dreaming of Halloween. I grew up in a suburban house full of...

Growing up, Halloween was a very different Holiday for me than it was for my friends. My parents, particularly my mom, was very...

A mother sat across her young son at her kitchen table with a basket of yellow chilies in the center. The morning sun and sea breeze...

I was at the market not too long ago, when a woman in line dropped a box of blueberries. I watched as they went everywhere, and in every...

Sequel to Karen Russell’s “St. Lucy’s Home for Girls Raised by Wolves” By Marisela Gomez The parents howled and each gave me one last...

A professional career coach taught me that the single greatest contributor to any workplace conflict begins with a breakdown in...

As I write this, the United States is entering its fifth—or sixth, who is counting anymore?—month in the battle against the deadly...

Announced on March 29th was a precaution taken against the Coronavirus. What was that precaution? Social distancing and staying away from...

Movies have been around for over 100 years now, and ever since then they have been about putting yourself in someone else's shoes. What...

My father always said that what is written is forever. In today’s technological age, that certainly seems to be the case. We are...

We deploy the police for so much. We do it so easily and so casually and so habitually. And the only thing making me feel somewhat good...

Kindness is an overused word. Many folks define kindness differently... Kindness is simple. It’s something we can all add to our lives.