Spillwords press nyc has nominated “love me like a luna” for publication of the month

I am honored to have been nominated for publication of the month for November 2022. If you like the poem I would be very grateful to have your vote for this publication. Please vote here at SpillWords Press NYC. petals drop from hazel eyesmoonbeams dust, cleaning skiessleepy mushrooms deny they snorevester bats taste an array […]

Live on MasticadoresIndia – “Secret behind my dad’s death”

Strange questions were bouncing off the wall when I said goodbye to Dad. As I lay, the phone down, my intuition was flexing its head like a water moccasin. I sensed a myriad of harsh realities lurking like monsters in dense fog. It was a simple lung biopsy, and they had stabilized his blood pressure, […]

My New Short Story, “Death of a Stranger,” Live On MasticadoresIndia

Hearing the rush of nurses heading toward the ICU, I followed the herd. My youthful intuition was kicking in as an eerie sense of suffocation and dread encircled me. I suddenly felt like a child waking from a nightmare. I was already on edge since yesterday having been informed that three nurses were raped in […]

my new poem “The phoenix” live on masticadoresindia

A serpent turninginto a great birdwith wings of blueand words I heard killing and blooddeath and sorrowinnocence cryingforgetting tomorrow great his swordwings shine whiteserpent sailing highGod hand did smite To finish reading my new piece please go to MasticadoresIndia and please remember to like, share and subscribe! Right before I came to Washington State […]

Lisa Tomey Anthology – Social Justice Inks

Social Justice Inks is a highly formidable book about many prominent issues related to Social Injustice in our world. I am so grateful to have three pieces in this thought-provoking book. When I listened to a video that Lisa Tomey held with some of the writers included in this book, I was brought to tears. […]

He Is

bullfrogs playing banjo strings in a scarlet sunsetwater surging in veins of the rainforest in Borneodots that salsa around on the back of a newborn fawncolors mingling on a palette, the firmament at dawn fire rainbow made by ice crystals and bright sunlightantelope canyon, shades reflect on the navajo sandstonehanging pouches, mammatus clouds dangling in […]

Death Toll Rising

moon slips warily inside a red envelope refusing to come out owls cough up hoots praying over owlets the sun wears blinds anoles unable to warm fire ants stinging eating tough flesh trees halt, drop leaves eggs left, nest cold birds fall, sky red in protest of the dead We continue to pray […]

My new poem “recycling time” now on masticadoresIndia

inhaling grey dustmy dying skinred cells pumptime within your cells mixinga sour soupof my regretour broken loop To finish reading poem please go to MasticadoresIndia and if you like what you see please support the magazine by Subscribing.