Crutches After Nikki Giovanni - “Emotional falls always are/the worst/and there are no crutches/to swing back on”
Reading My Living Room Floor Like Tea Leaves I’ll have to get down on my hands and knees to pick up / the multitudinous pieces...
Prayer for Transgender Summers Oh Lord, July days are just like February now, / And the despair is endless -
The Universe Shrinks to the Size of a Pinhead Eight Minutes Before the Opening Bell in the Faculty Break Room I have a daughter. I have two children older than you.