nasi goreng rice:
a Thursday accomplishment
i celebrate now

nasi goreng rice:
a Thursday accomplishment
i celebrate now

vaccine Valentine
does love get any better
than this science?

i'll write a haiku
as easy as this damn day
filled with lines. and love.

you will never know
how hard i've tried to earn this.
you can taste the snow.

you can taste blue sky.
it comes in moments, this love.
moments found on slopes.
a powder escape
from the harsh reality
of everyday life

quarantine café
ready for any work day
(insomniac’s dream)

trapped behind two masks,
we’re at the pandemic’s will:
all screens. no faces.

One of my students just called me and in his very broken English told me I upset him in class today because I wasn’t on screen the whole time. He was in tears and his father yelled at him. Why wasn’t I on screen the whole time?
Because I was walking around my classroom trying to check in on the twelve kids who showed up today. Because I was trying to get two kids who have done zero work because of their utter terror of technology finally logged into our textbook.
Because I was making a tiny bit of progress with two kids, and breaking another.
Because it’s 2020 and I don’t know how to teach anymore. 💔
But I wore this mask and put up the new background fireworks to celebrate a candidate who literally has the power to change or save their lives and their families’ lives, and I smiled.
So why am I crying now?

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



no snow day for us
but i ski between meetings
beating remote games

hours of phone calls
texts pleading in languages
i don’t even speak

setting up my room
with a yardstick and some hope
ready for today


social media
comments on our lack of space
(century-old school)
2020 wins.
after this, i just give up.
no one came to school.

to walk empty halls
without the student voices
cold. slow. loveless. death.