Walking along a dirt road, bare feet brushed by sand, dragging a stick across the soft surface, her eyes droop with exhaustion. Long desired sleep far from near, she keeps walking along the dirt road....

Trigger warning: Mental Health If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts or actions, help can be found at samhsa.gov or by calling the Helpline at 988.   “Torch Titan,...

I dedicate this poem to the strong women in my life.   To my Great Grandmother Who lived her life in one town. Who worked day and night, Unseen and unheard. Who cared for her family...

I grew up in a Mexican family with Mexican food, Mexican values, and the main language of Mexico. I would be just a normal Mexican girl living the typical Mexican lifestyle if it weren't for the soil I...

Normalcy changes  With the times. What made someone  A hero, Can become their  Downfall the next day.   But me, A mutant? No, I’m just  Me.    Human...

A silver circuit rounds the moon Satellites say it’ll be here soon; Frenzied voices, “it’s the end!” And then the ship starts to descend…   The skies are clear; it’s landing...

Ingredients Filling: A few too many Bad Apples 2 heaping cups of Ignorance 5 TBSPs of Self-righteousness 3.5 pounds of pure Hate ¾ cup of Fear A pinch Arrogance Crust: 9 oz. of Colonization 1...

Everyone plays a role In this movie called life. Yet I can’t seem to find My role.   Perhaps I am not meant for any Role. Background character? No, that doesn’t seem right. Is...

A collection of words regarding those we have yet to call friends   Surgery in the supermarket    The loneliness hit me on that particular day; When driving home I realized my mouth...

I rot as I ripen. A brown apple on the ground that used to swell with juice in every crevice.  I will be wrinkled and dry, and who will love me then?   He slips a lock of my hair  between...

I rarely wear them. The clasp gets jammed and the string is worn, But the shiny eyes remind me of her— Of all of them—the women that came before, So I persist until the pieces sigh together.   Mama...

Three old men live in my house, Their presence I can't deny. Although they’re ignored And often very bored, They never cease to abide.   Three old men live in my house, One...