Gianni
Things fall apart so much quicker than they grow.
Category Poetry
Flying Kite
the crackling grey gloom
Negotiating Salvation
I asked God to make me glorious. I do not deserve this ache.
Raa Haa Meem Or The 8th Type of Love
Can we make a museum out of our softness?
Where Life Happens
Because you can name something, does that make it good?
Dirty Kitchen
Pork liempo drenched with toyo and suka this tender
There are no Filipinos in Mississippi
the communion of onion and garlic wafting from inside
That Night
A moth kept hitting glass. I watched it lose.
Velophilia
Bikes are time travelers, Magnanimous Pooh-Bahs
American Math
A moth kept hitting glass. I watched it lose.