Hymn for Beseeching

With Desperation     My faith is a mauled tumbleweed not even buckshot could untangle. The gaps,     where I curl like a question. Marking my veneration with clumsy tongue stumbles     over verses I once had...

In a Poem

In a poem we are tipping horchata down a drain, holding hands, laughing and in love  the way we were in life  transcending the romantic or the familial  to confuse every friend and parent, the girl who hit on you in the vampire themed bar-cum-pizzeria  and glanced at...

Dysmorphia

The only reason I know my body   is real are the bruises. Raspberry covered, pools of blood, scales along linoleum scraped knees. I slam into open cupboard doors just to acquaint myself with the plywood edges of my limbs. In a past life, perhaps I was a lake...

Veils

On the day we move in,   clouds interrupt     our view of what transitions   into space.     The whisped water a thin sheet between us.   That is how     close we are to...

Eternal Radiance

For Giyazah I pray you, merciful God, always give me the strength To listen to my inner self, when everythingAround me becomes rebellious, Israelites at the entry of the promised land,Stifling the breath of my green hope. I’ve lived through the untimely departure of...