Exile
Exile is a long walk, an intricate tattoo, soonit has grown into your face—Daniel Simko
Your mouth sounds clearestacross the ocean. Language rises
into a cloud...
Daughter
I see you.
I am trying to see you
trying to keep the words
quiet on the page. Hot and bright
and roaring, scales
dripping like the one
mythical animal
in...
Dear Harrison Candelaria Fletcher,
Finding Querencia should be handed to every child of immigrants and child of mixed descent in America. I would have given...
