This poem was inspired by a musical/noise and visual performance by my friend Kevin Chini at the Bat Cave in Arcata, CA.
Why can’t we be human together? Because unchecked assumptions Because prejudice Because colonialism Because white supremacy
Sometimes I’m an emotional weirdo… Sometimes I just wanna turn my br… Sometimes I forget that we all go… and sometimes I remember the speci… Seeing beauty in the inconsistency…
If there is one thing that could m… it is the aum. Aum, the resonating sound from the… that symbolizes the birth of creat… touches the soul like no other sou…
I’ve been thinkin’ a lot about wha… “Used” is not a feeling... it implies blame to another for my… it’s a way of escaping the respons… and repressing the power I hold
My target is the life hiding insid… The traumatized, the victims Who don't yet know they're survivo… Who walk around with an intense Mostly overwhelming sense of dread
Sitting on a fence behind me is devastation & destruc… the lifestyle most chosen familiar full of false comforts
Told I was born inferior and soci… Defined by gender roles and social… Get used to the indoors Lose all hope of being free Learn to be adaptable to a man’s n…
Green trees needles fading to pale blue wave an ominous hello pavement clouds hover
Woke up enveloped with fear and de… Crying uncontrollably as the day b… Pain from my past seeping into my… The struggle within can no longer… can no longer be pushed further an…
Potential is not lived up to when… Loneliness is less-experienced whe… Tolerance is Lover when ignorance… Patience is Mother when suffering…
You can get the girl without keeping the girl. If you want a lesson on impermanen… and how to enjoy life’s momentarin… I’m your girl.
The older I get the more articula… What is the wind saying? Hey dude, I hate everything you d… Hating you won’t make you suck any… Hating you won’t make me suck any…
Human clashing to loud music Orchestrating the environment Into a house of play We won’t be here one day and that’s the point
There’s so much to learn and so many teachers. This life is a never-ending equati… on the chalkboard of time. I am grateful for each and every e…
Scribbles Unintentional Manipulated Panic The classroom door slams shut. Silence makes the chair screech The American flag never looked so…