june 30, 2021
today, a man at the taqueria
mentioned how both
Memorial Day and the Fourth of July
would be rained out this year
prayer, i
forgive me, oh LORD, for my whore of a mind
for it wanders to the day’s to-do’s at first wake
not once ceasing to draw close to my Creator
or relish in the first joys of morning
sunsets, i
search within the sunsets
to find the quiet
that’s so elusive during daytime
minute men
ballerinas on a bed of black and white
firm yet delicate
to the beat of heart songs Continue reading minute men
subtly
the way I know
how the light peeks through my skylights at exactly 12:37pm
casting a shadow at a thirty-five degree angle
from my bamboo tree Continue reading subtly
the dentist
i let you
enter
the depths
of an intimate cavity,
reserved only for your pointed tools
and tender hands Continue reading the dentist
first love
When did we lose our sense
Of wonder
Of the Divine? Continue reading first love
due diligence
Once, in Houston’s Third Ward
in the sweltering heat of the summer sun
A Black woman gently chided me:
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in spite of despondence,
and consumed by an irresistible élan vital,
she embraced the world
and all things life-giving…
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three kinds of love
10:31am. Flour Bakery.
From outside the large windows, I see two young souls laugh over what I imagine to be a spleen-tickling meme.
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subcortical songs 