Thank You Chelo

Thank You Chelo

by | Jan 27, 2018 | Poetry, Work

“My thumb pad rests along the crack in the porcelain that’s been filled in with gold, a Japanese tradition that honors past wounds. I think that if people were repaired the same way; foreheads etched with brass hairline fractures, chips of silver embedded along...

Grandma’s Way Pt 3

by | Jul 16, 2017 | Poetry

  I practically floated home on the strange idea, or hope rather, that I would somehow be whisked into her window to the kitchen table, where magic would ensue. I would sit there like a seven-year-old, and my legs would swing from the chair as Grandma would make...

Grandma’s Way Pt 2

by | Jul 8, 2017 | Poetry

  “Is it you?” I heard in my summer dream, a few days after I saw Grandma’s eyes on me. I’d been walking by her window for months. I’d never heard her voice or even caught her attention so far as I knew. I never saw her eyes. I...

Grandma’s Way

by | Jul 1, 2017 | Poetry

I saw her on the way back home from work. Everyday. Just walkin’ by didn’t make me anyone special, but I wondered about her after a time. Sometimes she would look at her arm, or perhaps it was her wrist. Sometimes she was sippin’ something. Coffee,...

Sacrifice – an A Word With You Press Submission

by | Feb 18, 2017 | Poetry

I was given the country Scotland at random. I promise. I wrote a poem about it, but then it modified itself. The story called Sacrifice is what came out. Below is the original poem. In Scotland, I am asleep and there are winds blowing Light and time and rock and star...