I wish I knew the name of every tree as intimately as brands of insurance I won’t buy for lives I won’t lead

A necessary tonal shift in branded social during a global pandemic. It seems it was only yesterday that beloved fast food chains were tweeting that their burgers were “thicc,” sparking conversation centered around their content, to line up and dunk on them or posit whether or not the chain eats…

Scrolling an artist’s feed in the morning with my coffee and my loathing, color corrected pictures of buildings or incongruous signage…

lifting every rock in the lower desert looking for salvation scorpions so they may sting me stupid with spirituality,  i find myself in a…

Here I have! And hold all that I am on this perfect Saturday morning The hummingbirds sling orbits outside my window, a dog chases the mail truck! No shit! And how have I never seen that before, America? The mailman is the track-rabbit shimmering Parallel my white picket fence, the…

A selection of bad days (and a good one) — When I get out of jail it is a beautiful bright winter day, now absolutely ruined, the taste of cheap bologna and warm boxed milk lingering in my mouth as I squint and re-lace my Sambas. I feel worse than the night my heart stopped, splayed across the staircase leading…

In Glendale, California, there stand two neighboring malls, living in harmony for over a decade — until recently. …

When you grew me I could not say abuelita nor pronounce the L’s in Tigerlilly but love you loudly I still did and wore my cousins’…

I will not buy a book today about the burning earth or the drought dead ditches my family once from whence ripped citrus and true, our home is dying though I thought there’d be more dancing — the foyer of my heart, it too, a furnace broiling my best intentions spreading my…