Creative Works

The Reflecting Pool

I’ve tried to ditch the narcissism That defined me from my youth Up until my later years, as a grown-ass man-child The one I am today, and...

Ruth Bader Ginsberg

Alice stood in form  Against the fabric of her being A three-syllabled stitch repurposing her body as one with the clade “I dissent”   She stood firmly for the...

Glass Fire Writings

It's christmas morning, 7am. My siblings and I, gittering with excitement as the clock's hand strikes the precarious angle. A permitence to wake our...

Your Race Is Not My Race

Your race is not my race as my face is more rounded than yours...

Gardening For The Soul

Weeds like to sit amongst the bladesOf grass, as it waves with a lifeSo green it’ll leave stains at the touch Yet weeds sit...