[tabby title="Poem"] I wish I had spentMore time with my loved onesWho reared me and cared for meEvery single day.I wish I had spentMore time with myselfWho yearned and cried for meYet was kept at bay.I won the prizesI earned...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] my pen tiptoes and pirouettes** Like bony streaksof neglect on your lips childhood weaves memory of me lickingmy lips - a perforated curve of blood disappears ** Like time's strokes ofundulation on your mural face blood sprays...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Those birds that roamed free, Endless flights filled with glee, They glide over the trees, Flying side to side with the breeze, Above the deserts, they can reach, Following the wind that they preach, Finding the oasis...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] mom's jaspé hands speckled with flourthe sunset-beige of a roti in the skilletis the negative eclipse of familial loveasterism of fatigue on her forehead cascadesdown her templesvermillion flames on the stove are the fingersof summer bequeathing warmthripening...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I admire beauty, I adore how some girls are so beautiful and softWhenever I shake hands with a woman or hug a friend of mine,I never forget to tell them how beautiful it felt,How their soft hands...