Poetry Category

A New Poem & A New Page

I recently had the absolute pleasure and honor to be a reader at Lit Hop Fresno 2021! The theme for my group was “Writing The Domestic” or “Women’s Work.” I composed 3 poems, specifically for the event, and read an oldie but a goodie from Moon Ride (“It’s A Girl”). Thinking about the theme of […]

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Poem: A Troll On Twitter

For years now, I’ve taken selfies like I intend to fill a cathedral..I have realized that beauty is not the rent I pay to inhabit my body.

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A New Poem: Inspired by Madonna

Hey, everyone! Long time no-see. Why have I been gone? This last week was finals week, and I am officially done with my first year of my MFA! Woohoo! I have been celebrating by staying up late listening to music and writing. I was particularly inspired by a Madonna song, “Bedtime Story” and decided to […]

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6 Word Poem – “About You” – 4/16/21

The prompt: About You The poem: Youth harbored long enough. Then love.  Life really is a long learning experience. As a young person, I did not know myself enough to truly love myself. But here I am, learning about myself more every day, and of the world and people around me. Is it psychotic that […]

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6 Word Poem – “About a Boy” (4/15/21)

A word about this prompt: I am gathering these prompts from here, where there is a list of prompts for the month of April. I chose to not interpret this in a romantic way, or anything. That is just not something I want to write about. Instead, I wrote it around one of the most […]

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6 Word Poem – 4/14/21 – “Secret”

The prompt: Secret. The poem: Tongue flipped, hiding; coordinated cigarette burns. Some rejects/alternatives: Smiles under lock. Eyes locked together. Gazing through a canopy of fingers. (These kind of go together!)

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6 word poem – 4/13/21- “Healing”

The prompt: Healing. The poem: More than amethyst, power of gut.

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“Write about something presently in your life that is ‘worth it.'”

(Grad school). I remain imperfect. But the grueling behind clear eyes feels like a portal to joy. I began with my vision blurred. But, the further I dive into the forest, the more the canopy opens up. Crosshatched sunlight On my olive skin. To look down at my hands is to look through a kaleidoscope […]

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