“Exploring my sexuality in conjunction to my Catholic upbringing and exceptional closeness with my mother.”

“there is a certain level of humility the offending partner must assume”

“My 80-year-old father lines up to buy his ration of food”

“Someday, my blood will never be a sunset”

Wax That Ass -- a project fighting sexual harassment.

“The joints of your knuckles slip inside the heat”

“…to tell the story of my city, how I saw it and what it meant to me.”

“It is my Hail Mary of self-destruction”

“his feet
suspended by belts he never owned, knotted”

“drugs on the living room table, like other houses have flowers or a bowl of fruit”

“I never asked to see it, I never wanted to see it.”

“the stories we each hold in our joints and flesh”

“After he died I’d lie on my bed. Sobbing. Skinless.”

“Maybe I’m also Jessica Jones.”

“like what sex is supposed to be. Giving in.”

“Say it loud, say it clear, immigrants are welcome here!”

“The water rippled when the drone struck the house”

“The Word is loose lust,
it dandelions up above my crown”

“I’d like to have the jammingest world beats in my set list, boogie tunes…”

“How I feel in the present, in the society that I live in.”