When ephemera glows in the cemetery like seawater on a hot day
Once my life was brilliant with you in it
An ode to Miriam Makeba
We danced not to forget your message / We danced to live up to the kofifi blues
The Girl That Taught Me Love
kneel before her feet, behold her face/ and confess that it glitters/ tell her the moon steals from her brightness.
Prague, Czechoslovakia
Once you were my beloved. I swam/in rivers, then oceans, then not at all
Living From Beneath
I am sad that grief breaks you into strong fragments/ of strength, for us.
Feeding the multitude
The messiahs’ miracle left us with baskets full of brokenness heavy for us to bear
A country on the mat
Of what are we to feel nostalgic? / Of faraway screams lost to the ears of mourning siblings?