Poetry

  • act of heart

    when I was thirteen 

    and scared of real life

    I gave out advice like candy

    showering my friends with hope

    and watched them grow 

    like sunflowers 

    out of a cold, dark earth 

     

  • Moving on

    "We ignite not in the light, but in lack thereof,

    For it is in loss that we truly learn to love."*

    When we can feel,

    All that is no longer there,

  • Dear god, am I real?

    I believe in god even though I may know he doesn’t exist

    I know the mountains were not formed by him

    Instead it is the science in the world

    The reason we are here in this moment


     

  • So you say

    You sit at your fancy desk and act like you're doing something.

    Something good for the world.

    You say that you are,

    you say that you're helping.

     

    You're not, 

    haven't been,

  • She used to

    She used to smile.

    She used to laugh.

    She used to not care.

     

    She still smiled and laughed,

    but it wasn't real.

    She used to not care but then she did.

     

    When did it start?

  • In the Desert

    The new year came in,

    with bursts of light across the city scape,

    like a flock of birds rising 

    from the ashes of Phoenix's horizon.

     

    We, and the cacti, watch the fireworks 

    and cheer,

  • One Seven

    One

    the list, the ambitions typed into neatly folded laundry and messy buns.

    Seven

    a.m. the time the covers mute the morning-nothing is concrete.

    One

  • International Law

    We broke it.

    We broke international law.

    Gone are the rules for countries to follow in accordance to each other.

    For if we didn’t, why shouldn’t they?

    Breaking it is wrong.

    Our country is a criminal now.