Tagged: experience

at every city

at every city
corner, there is a promise
of something maybe

delicious, maybe stale, maybe
under-cooked, maybe life-changing
.
20211116:2059
y

it is looking more and

it is looking more and
more likely that
we have been weighing
the wrong things, counting
and measuring
that which is
not easily
quantifiable, things we
can’t wrap our heads
around. we have
disassociated, splintered,
fractured ourselves for
too long to contain
so much, we can’t
be reliable data
within these set
values, even words
are no longer
enough, nor
meaningful
.
20211106:0449
y

we lose track, lose touch,

we lose track, lose touch,
can’t find our way back to one
another, stumble

towards purpose, meander
for a meaning, hands growing numb
.
20210818:0416
y

when eating pizza,

when eating pizza,
we will experience gaps –
perhaps it will taste

regional, or maybe just one
town over, a known measurement
.
20180522:2123
y

inside each waiting

inside each waiting
are small sachets of seasoned
waiting, provided

principally as a source
of comfort, preservation
.
20171023:1951
y

in every moment

in every moment
of forgetting, hearts splinter,
words look for throats in

which to get caught, hands clasp and
unclasp, learn to build bridges
.
20170912:2023
y

all of it begins

all of it begins
to fade even as we are
capturing it – pen

to paper, experience
to memory – don’t hold on
.
20170519:2257
y

perhaps words are our

perhaps words are our
very first
spices, nestled
on our tongues
like lost and
found
treasures, waiting
to stir
one another’s
pots of
thoughts and
lived experiences,
make little
explosions,
calm unnerved
nerves
.
20161127:1111
y

between model

between model
minority
and model
citizen
is a gap –
we are trying to
fill it with everything
we know, everything we
experience, everything
that comes our way,
plagued with blind spots
perfected by society
.
20160827:0710
y

here is a thing i

here is a thing i
do or am finding myself
newly doing, an
adding-on to my
life experiences
because of you –
after certain
deaths, a scouring
through the cloud,
gathering of data,
zeroes and ones,
for evidence, any
sign of neglect
when i could have
singlehandedly, if
not so effortlessly,
plucked this
future pain from
our hearts, an
unbelievably self-
preserving, ego-
centric, and
indulgent thought,
as if i could
wrap it securely
around my heart
to forget you
.
20160620:0244
y