Published inHeard PoetryMy Childhood HomeWhite and brown vertical lines decorate the exteriorJul 19, 2021Jul 19, 2021
Published inHeard PoetryYouthfulnessWe were kids born into a life of rules we could not forbid.Jul 19, 2021Jul 19, 2021
Published inHeard PoetryBoard GameIn this market of women, I became his commodity.Jul 9, 2021Jul 9, 2021
Published inHeard PoetryFind your FootingI’m told to find my footing; yet, there is no foundation.Jul 7, 2021Jul 7, 2021
Published inHeard PoetryLittle NuggetsMaking out in his car in a vacant parking lot he called them “little nuggets”May 19, 2021May 19, 2021
Published inHeard PoetryAn Ode to Long BeachQuaint studio 7 blocks from the beach became my temporary homeMay 19, 2021May 19, 2021
