In the tapestry of life, strokes impure,  Imperfections woven; our tales endure.  Once we chased perfections fleeting light,  Now in flaws, we find our truth, so bright.    Expectations...

I am from Silly-Bands,  from fidget-spinners to Shopkins.  I am from Justin Bieber,  from “Baby, baby, baby, Oh!”  I am from a childhood of color, with grey undertones.    I...

The value of life.  A value we undermine,  A value we overlook,  A value we don’t appreciate.    I look around and see all the lives lost.  The lives of honor,   the lives...

Roaming the gates,  light fills the early morning air. Flags spread out: red, white, and blue cover the floor.  Flowers placed carefully as I smell the morning freshness.   As the ceremony...

Uncle has always been a funny man:  a man of dance, joy, and drinks.   This man whose passion for joy spreads,  is no ordinary man.   He is a man of death,   violence and gore.   He...

As I walk onto the site,   to the flowery aroma of the field,  I step foot onto the mark of a beloved: one of honor, bravery, and passion. There lies the leader of the people:   the...

Uniform graves of people  in uniform. Neat, tidy,   well taken care of.  Unblemished, spotless, perfect.  Organized mathematically,  even down 6-feet under.    Air saturated...

I have never been to a cemetery. But I would imagine one feeling sorrow. Unease being surrounded by the fallen. Some stories bittersweet, some depressing. Overwhelming scents of muddy earth and...

I wander endlessly  All I feel is anger and hate  What was I in my old life?  Did I ever live before?  What am I?  What is my purpose?  Why am I alive?  Why do I exist?  Why...

I am from the muddy flats of the universe, from the womb of a being. I am from the chocolate ice cream in crystal dishes. (sweet but bitter like people). I am from the fig tree that branched its stems...

Prom. A very hopeful night. People have been waiting for this day all their life! Girls were getting ready for the night at 3pm, putting on their eyeshadow and getting their hair curled. The guys were...

They’re green. Are you green? From the Earth’s core to the soil of the surface, I smell the pain of the grass after being cut and shedding its tears. “Why are you crying?” I can’t...