Dial Tone

I want to be a number important enough to be memorized 10 digits, a call away no matter how many telephone polls are between us. The distance would be measured in syllables and smiles. No loss would ever matter if I can punch in numbers Hear the dial tone a thousand times and never be…

CONQUEROR

You stole every one of our stories, Chest blossoming with anger when we dare to claim anything.  The locks that fed and grew Nations.  You call it past when it comes to suffering but colonization history.  Heritage only matters when there is a white face behind it. A history of preparing our women to be…

Sally- 1st place SUHSD Poetry Competition

Poem Transcribed As Performed Warning this poem contains situations of sexual assault and post traumatic stress disorder. For the things, I left unsaid in my last poem and the chains that disappeared with time. I would like to introduce you to Sally. Sally is a nice, sweet girl that used to live down the block…

Survival Skills 101- 1st place SUHSD Poetry Competition

Poem transcribed as performed. I can’t remember the last thing he ever said to me. I’m starting to forget what he looks like, maybe that’s why I decided to write this because I can’t remember what my father’s smile was like. I have had enough, enough time and enough misery over a man that has…

The Way I Was Made- 2nd place at NEA Big Read

“The worst injury is feeling you don’t belong so much / to you” I am 1 in 4. Not 1 in 4 to rebel against my parents and dye my hair a crazy color. Or 1 in 4 to be eaten by a shark. I am 1 in 4 under the age of 18 to…