A faded flower
does not signal the plants death
just retirement
A Haiku Addressing Mothers
How bold you are to
trust a fickle future
with your chubby baby
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Here We Go Again
slamed against concrete
cherry syrup stains the wall
push off spring lock shot
Here we go again
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Biscocho
twice baked Spanish bread twice sweetened twice buttered up twice removed from history’s gaze twice baked Iloilo province bread hard as steel twice baked Balikbayan biscotti brittle as dried mub … Continue reading Biscocho
“Hello, Mom.”
7 AM rolls around and my alarm clock lets out an electronic buzzing sound. It sounds like what an AI might think of buzzing bees without ever having been fed … Continue reading “Hello, Mom.”
Why I Am Not Going Out Today
hypnotic blue light I become a moth trapped inside
Setting the Price
Please sit down to fill your form and try to be precise. I know you just started today but we must set the price. Section one determines the base we … Continue reading Setting the Price
African-American Writers’ Alliance
Hello, my dragons and dragon-lovers, Occasionally, I plan to share information regarding literary and artistic organizations that I feel deserve more widespread acknowledgments. For that purpose, I would like to … Continue reading African-American Writers’ Alliance
Sweet
My addiction to sweetness is killing my body’s ability to produce glucose regulating bland insulin. Simultaneously, my need to know what our politician are doing to our air, our land, … Continue reading Sweet
Call Me Grandma
Human blood is my favorite drink, especially, young warm fresh blood. Thirty years old is just young enough to still have that sweetness of infantile wonder but old enough to … Continue reading Call Me Grandma
The Literary Dragon 