Thursday, October 17, 2019

It's What They Call Faith

I'll do this forever
my always
my key
my universe

My only request:
we will not
be afraid
of stardust

Monday, May 20, 2019

Tower Moment

I'm scared of the words that will come out of my mouth
     because those words would mean
         life will become
              better than a fantasy.

I'm breaking out of the ruble—

your rays beaming through the rocks

my eyes can now catch up to my heart

to what I'm seeing

I'm believing

Monday, April 8, 2019

Do I Need Help

The old and familiar
has encroached upon my chest.

Breathe out
cry out
erase all doubt.

I challenge my shadows 
to find shade in the closet.

I can breathe.

Wednesday, March 27, 2019


I'm facing a fact;
the heat from the sun
can't be covered by clouds.

An insight so clear
my rushing tears
unveil the truth
eclipsing my being.

My body is my body,
my heart is my heart,
my dreams are my dreams.

So tell me,
why is this body
not the one staring back at me?

I face the reflection
in wonder—
what is my soul trying to embody?

I exist in a figure
who's nobody
and everybody.

I beg for the truth; 
what does my skin seek to shelter?

wrestle with my tongue—
my body, my body,
          spectrum of universal code.