I wrote another poetry collection…

As some of you may know, last September (2018) I published my first poetry collection Essence of An Age which you can read a whole post about its creation here. Long story short, I wrote the collection because I needed to. Writing it reignited a love for writing that I had lost and allowed me…

mango street / a poem

mango street.    The pink-tiled bathrooms and velvet robes have been traded in for patched-up aprons and flour-dusted hands.  Where names were once stitched into lilac silk,  the phases of the moon are inked across collar-bones.  The wives drink wine from mason jars, prune their ferns and poplars.  The children sing to the sidewalk songs…