your majority
is as fleeting as winter
during climate change

your majority
is as fleeting as winter
during climate change

Vamos a ganar
with this American map
he knows nothing of

every moment counts
and he has read my soul here
with these three small words
every election:
because they are so diverse
urbanites vote blue

all it really takes
is a short conversation
with someone different
my sweet, restful pup
doesn’t care who wins the vote
(only that he’s loved)

these fleeting moments
shared with a stencil of love
between my daughters

working for love
(sometimes it doesn’t pay back)
but we always try





new activities
their first time with Halloween
as they search for dreams

they came in numbers.
almost fifty percent. yes.
2020 win.

please, Mama, stay home.
if i lick my love for you,
will you stay with me?

walking history
in one of the oldest ‘hoods
same heartbreak, some hope


