Literature.

Poetry

Prose

Short Stories

Satire

愛 (love)

I loved the way my name fit in my great-grandma’s mouthI never understood whypeople would say her Portuguese was brokenHow so?How could it be?when her …

Wrath

wrath I’m so tired, of countless days and eternal thoughts,so fed up with feeling like I’m secondary.so tired of slathering cream on my face,‘whitening’ serums sittingon …

The Room You Cannot Find

The Room You Cannot Find Cardboard moving boxesOld toys in a heaping pileWalls stripped lifeless whiteLet go, sad old child Rusty borrowed furnitureOvergrown grassWave goodbye to what …