A travel poem about visiting different countries and finding the ancestral past within.
Venice Beach California where the west ends land and sands meet the edge of sea white sailboats coast summer breezing in fleets surfers masquerading as seals catch curls and cruise like dolphins seagulls frolic sun-kissed shoreline sounding waves of percussion white break foam turns over crashing + lapping children chase tide kicking + screaming + […]
Last night we finished packing and dispersing our belongings to family My hands are chapped fingertips raw + tender from moving All of our worldly belongings stored I am promising myself not to unpack — not for many years I also picked up the cremation boxes of our departed animal family and stored their remains […]
After a long night of drinking So much more than I ever do But I am determined to be different in my habits from now on — Drinks filled with pomegranate + starfruit + vodka tasted so sweet on my jetlagged tongue smiles + laughter shared the 4 of us under the rose apple tree […]
Train chatter along smooth tracks glide A man spits morning on the station platform Plastic ribbons of red + white stream Christmas Portuguese style #8 to Lisbon seats 55 + 57 Whooping cough kid– smell of dirty diaper Cigarette tongues fill cargo with smoke scents familiar + comforting Warm sun flickers in trees as train […]
there’s a Peace here a kind that I’ve never experienced not like a sound Peace because everyday kids in the courtyard are screaming + running + playing dogs howl and bark incessantly buses drive by every few minutes cars honk constantly old women talk-yell at one another and the person living upstairs drags feet + […]