what if sunset geese
were the best part of their day,
of their lives thus far?
Does It Matter?
teachers
More Than Bones (Us)
a museum trip
to learn English with a twist
and these masked smiles
i drive buses now
because taking them places
is what matters most
the joy in their eyes
as they immerse themselves
is universal
Homecoming Comes Home
spirit week beckons
dynamic duos, western.
even better: grins.
even behind masks
you can see my girls’ smiles
(it’s hope. returning.)
and the Finger Lakes
connecting the three of us
in this Denver school
let’s not forget hats
of the Colorado kind
western girls, my girls
Street Smarts
it’s a public street
they can’t tell us we can’t park
in an unmarked zone
rich white people suck
all the joy from their mansions
and spit it elsewhere
yet, we shall obey
for we’re mere public servants
who just can’t get home
how can one measure
twenty-five minutes a day
taken from our lives?
simple math, of course:
the same numbers measure how
we teach our students
it’s a public street
and we park on our soap box
with no microphone
Versions of Home
summer camp is done.
art, yoga, cycling, love.
and home stretch? cooking.
these so-rare smiles
pouring milk for tortillas
like happy siblings
did you say siblings?
how about our matching twins
with perfect spring rolls?
don’t forget sushi
made with Chinese expertise
to brighten their eyes
and fufu for all
stirred by girls from two cultures
finding friends at home
these mandazi men
so proud of their puffed product
all the way from home
taco influence
on the next generation
sharing her home’s heart
this sweet quesillo
comes from home with a sweet tale
(we’ve hit a home run)
Circle Up
'welcome to our house'
they even opened their car
to the teens’ delight
if they could see them
maybe they could listen; help them
maybe they’d be safe
this is how it starts:
with a circle and some words
and a little hope
Multi-Language-Learner Summer Camp
yoga, gardening:
life skills and English practice
midsummer dream
Pan-Aca-demic
eighteen years finished
with this mask that hides us all
from society
What’s for Dinner?
graduation day
bleeds into normal doldrums
(life's quick, painful truths)
And Kahlo in the Background
my sunflower girl,
her modernist self-portrait
so true to her soul
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