'I think that I cannot be killed, / that my work is incomplete, / my dreams / not yet completely manifested … / Why do we think this way?'
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VIDEO: “The Green, Green Hills of Earth” and who it’s for
When the azaleas burst into bloom around a Buddha given me by a dear, departed, harmonic soulmate, it was time to set her memorial song to imagery of the green, green hills of Earthh ...
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‘When you are struggling in your writing (art) …”
What does it mean when you are you struggling and wrestling with your writing or art? Nayyirah Waheed sums up.
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‘What Does the Past Look Like?’
A more Catholic grade school name you could / not conjure — Our Lady of the Rosary. Where, on a / bright Saturday afternoon, I'm surprised to find / an orange traffic cone propping open a first-floor / door. And so, as one will do when invited by the / cosmos to stroll the hallways where you once / walked a half-century gone, I walk in.
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VIDEO/POEM: “Something for Nothing”
I want to see / if it is possible / to be a nobody / from nowhere. / Creating something / out of nothing …
