Poems & Short Stories

Occasionally, I like to write short stories and poems about traveling, love, and loss. Below are some of my favorites:


The Vessel

Sometimes words come to me
Like sprinkles on a child’s tongue
Gelatinous and sweet
Other times they rush through me
Like a meteor shower
And I don’t dare look away
Otherwise I’ll miss them
But always I stay open for them
Like a porous vessel
And let them flow through
And say thank you
For choosing me


That Which He Has to Give to Himself

He wakes up And she’s not there I can hear his heartfelt cries in the morning And my heart aches But I know, there is nothing I can do Death is not something I can make light of What can I say? What can I do? It always feels so ...
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My Mother’s Hands

My mother’s hands Are papery thin How glorious and beautiful Her veins running through them like the rivers of life She tries to hide them Saying they reveal too much Yet the only thing I see Are years of tireless nights In every crack In every fold Her love Her ...
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The Battle

I was hurt You were hurt We were just two broken people Battling to see who was in more pain I give up You win ...
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develop strength

Fear

A little while ago I told fear to go fuck itself I put my feet up I felt wonderful This tiny parasitic emotion Paralyzing me Controlling me Creates havoc in my soul But fear is just a monster that we create It feeds on the powers that we give it We ...
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My Eyes

My eyes disappear when they smile Like the crescent moon They tell the truth When my words refuse They are dark brown Like the skin of the orphans I danced with Like the muddy river of the Turkwel that I swam in They are shiny Like the glare on the windows ...
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The Rain on Canal

The rain on Canal is putting me in a chokehold It makes the cabs look like beams of light I lost my umbrella again somewhere on 16th and 9th The icy cold rain pounding on me My black dress dragging heavier with each step I shiver and walk past the ...
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Descend

When I'm on the road I become friends with the unknown I make peace with restlessness When I'm on the road I pretend time doesn't exist Until I realize it's time to descend ...
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The Tree that I Never Get to See

When roots start to form I begin to take flight I don't know why I don't know how I wish it ain't so But it's the only way I know ...
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