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    • Mar 2
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    homeland

    I do not know when my family came to Ukraine for how many centuries they stayed for how much DNA lies buried in cemeteries with...
    • Mar 19, 2021
    • 1 min

    Inauguration Day Reflection

    four years ago, I watched seas of red wash over the capitol building, fire and brimstone and cries of American carnage perched in the...
    • Mar 19, 2021
    • 1 min

    Personal Space

    delicate guardrails dot the distance of 24 to 168 inches between us if we were close like swinging childrens’ hands only 18 to 24 inches...
    • Mar 4, 2021
    • 3 min

    How to Pack a Dishwasher

    step one. survey the sink sample out dishes. scrutinize their sizes. run your hands through the soapy excess. here is your mountain there...
    • Nov 8, 2020
    • 2 min

    Lost Girl

    underneath my bed, lies the mementos of my sister’s childhood. she is only going on eleven, but she is soon entering her second skin like...
    • Nov 8, 2020
    • 2 min

    Safeway and Self-Control

    the first word the first, real, long word i learned to spell was Safeway S-A-F-E-W-A-Y i would lean in to the stranger unwillingly...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 2 min

    Numbers

    We have a bad habit of replacing humans with numbers, as quantities added and subtracted to meet predicted patterns of lines and charts...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 2 min

    Speech Therapy

    I’ve been told I talk too fast Because my words are looped together like bows told I mumble The end of a sentence barely faded to grey...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    My Myth

    may I tell you a myth I heard long ago fields plucked into hazy, shallow ocean green air heavy voluptuous wisps of fingers pressed down...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    New Language

    If I could birth new language Would I stick to the same contours the same meadows I’ve wandered in because I suffer obsessions with the...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    Shackles

    what shackles do we put on clinking like bracelets what do we choose to be captivated by enraptured with eyes, ears, hands, tongue, nose...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    I dreamed you again

    I was standing in the living room when you appeared You stepped in as if you hadn’t unzipped space As if death had only delayed you for a...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    When Venice Sinks

    when venice sinks we will be there in our boats watching when venice sinks we will see the phantom ripples of gondolas murmuring through...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    Storytelling

    Did you forget That story holds breath That exhale is Momentum That my words are a lifetime Of lungs contracting When you pick up my...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    If I Were a Girl who Won Ribbons

    If I were a girl who won ribbons I would be crowned, Not Miss Congeniality But Miss Contrarian And I will take it as a compliment Because...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    A Painting of My Unliving

    A painting of my death Strokes thick, luscious In That Way Only paint can be And you will not be able to tell Where I am going Caught up...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    Space Cadet

    My dad used to call me his little space cadet Because my head is always in the cloud Rocket girl Pigtails peeking from fiberglass windows...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 2 min

    My Family

    My family is a rocketship And we are just crossing out the solar system My family is thick, off-white canvas Steady, sandpapered easel...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 1 min

    They Call Me Odessa

    they call me odessa name is destiny my parents took yarn threaded it through the ‘o’, and the ‘a’ wove me into my history shtetl turned...
    • Jul 26, 2020
    • 2 min

    For Rita and Faith

    This poem is for my two adopted grandmothers My two temporal angels For four years of traded stories On advice highways Four years of...
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    homeland

    Graduation Speech - June 2021

    Inauguration Day Reflection

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