Kids Write Angsty Poems
Do you know when will Valentine’s Day be and I really want my cupcakes and valentines cookies and I want my presents and I’m waiting for next Christmas and Easter and winter winter winter winter winter winter winter by O----, age 4
ARiM: Opening Meditation
I begin my practice with a breath. I lower my shoulders - I lower my defenses. I relax my neck - I let go of my fear. I embrace the sacred, I embrace the munane. I release my expectations for this time, for myself. I long for flow, knowing I may not feel it, trusting...
Child Poets Overheard While Dismantling Their Bunk Bed
am I on a new land
Now Is Not The Time
the explicit cost of your own presence
Forty
dig up the lawn of your youth
Rejected Breakfast
this sparse landscape of a home
ARiM: Manifesto
in residence in my own home
The Activism of Love IS A Sweet Labor
the lines on your neighbor’s hands
A Giving Prayer
beyond the boundaries of our mortal lives
Dysphoria Dysphoria Dysphoria
dry as the Oklahoma countryside in August