I was a bud of fleshgrown from a flowermy mother, an immigrant  A woman who believed in the magicof her brown little boy growing against the sides of her womb…

hearts in orbit // high above the earth // at the news of a signal from deep space // Because we’ve looked for a glimmer of meaning // in the…

you asked why I was so angry

you were like
a clear night
sky
and I could taste the stardust in your skin.

if I don’t belong here
or on the other side
Where else is left

on a dangerous quest to build
something

I could write your soul
like this skyline
breaks the sunset