I do not think I’ve ever thought A thought that was unique   Each thought I think Or think I thought I’ve heard somebody speak   Each poem That I’ve written...

  She didn’t actually know what a bagel was. She was very aware who Snoopy was — because he was on the cards that her parents would send to her while she was off at nursing school, and...

  is it beautiful to die in love? to dye love in blood dyeing us in forgiveness for apologies that don’t yet exist and the taste of wherever our bodies are going   however they’re...

Mama it’s okay to say my name with love. I’m a newborn all my trauma left behind. I’m happy enough to forget you. You can try again. You won’t believe this but someone loves me and all I had...

To the beautiful screenwriter I met in a butcher shop in Prague To my lovely sister, the most brilliant person I know “It’s wonderful to hear from you again. It makes me feel really special and...

  the pitter-patter of the rain that falls against my window pane it gently wakes me like the sun as it flows down the gutter drain   I gingerly roll out of bed ready to...

Inspired by First Kiss by Tim Seibles    His mouth  fell into my mouth  like the first draintrop  of a Chennai flood, like a  monsoon, like dry dirt drinking  Gatorade,...

  Relief.   The first wave crashed, and I found myself underwater unable to breath.   Unable to move.   I finally emerge, gasping for breath, a moment...

  it’s half past ten, I hear a sound the coffee drinkers mill around I start to write my poetry while conversations do abound   and yet as morning turns to noon I’ll...

  my best friend pops pills  so today’s problems can become  four days’ ago  and she can breathe through plastic tubes while her mother cries over her failing body.    her...

In Silence, Stella Oh, Photography, June 2020 This was the first time I left my apartment during quarantine to go to the city—I planned to go to Central Park and enjoy its scenery. While riding...