The vowels in my name Are almost the same With the pages missing from my mama. To become a filler, I flip her body twice Wrap it in paper thrice And left a blank scroll If she needs to write a goal The vowels in her ode Are materials to decode LARDO

for the day they were born there was celebration each with his own demon and his own god a curse that makes immortal of dying things and so they grew strong and wild weak and meek they were so different. one was loved the others were not three were worshipped the others were good days […]

So good to be true I am drunk on regrets and blue Cast a spell on my name So your shoulder can carry the blame Taken away A little day by day Crush me Or just let me be Never in between feels Dark deep night chills It’s been past summer into spring I no […]

We could have been mistaken for a married couple riding on the train from Manhattan to Chicago that last time we were together. I remember looking out the window and praising the beauty of the ordinary: the in-between places, the world with its back turned to us, the small neglected stations of our history. I […]

peace is that girl, told to be quiet, told not to tell, assaulted, abused, as a minor, as an adult, by the priest, by a stranger, peace is that girl that can’t speak but is picking up shattered pieces. -healing- not only a name, peace is that wise girl, isn’t that vile man, that kind […]

Yesterday, I injured myself and the explanation didn’t make sense. I said, “Well, I was walking…” and that was the end of the story. At this age, my body is a stranger that I keep meeting over and over again. The words “I am” are slowly transforming into “I used to be” because every year, […]

Your whole body has a fullness or a gentleness destined for me. When I move my hand up I find in each place a dove that was seeking me, as if they had, love, made you of clay for my own potter’s hands. Your knees, your breasts, your waist are missing parts of me like […]

So much to be saved For much more later Lips loosely sinking Break free or sin Let us engage In a contest Where i can win But you will be my loss Let the loud whispers Only be heard through our raging pulse Red eye, i mean I in person Choking on blood clots Because […]

God intended for clouds to be bean seeds so when it rains stalk we would use it as a stairway to find Heaven, if we ever lose its path but— the indomie woman died with her soul that outran the ground while Jesus’ bro ther’s brothel burnt its eyes so, no lust flesh found a […]