I listened to the sound of tears again,
as she entered the room and asked...

there's a leak somewhere
in the dining room, as rain...

You've ruined it again for us,
just like you've ruined my hope for...

You have band-aids on your arm again.
But they're not bandages, your skin...

My cousin's pregnant during a pandemic.
We're the same age. We share the same first name...

This morning, I listened to smooth jazz
in your honor, urging the saxophone...

I shower at the darkest hour,
processing grief from old memories...

you drew me like a tattoo;
i was your little bird, birthed...

There is no such thing as a good cop
when it's a system of abuse they uphold...

is
picking up...

Yesterday, I stood in
front of our Courthouse...

is a
privilege...