Summer, really, truly, arrived today, all those years ago, when we were kids in school. Dressing up in new clothes, packing two whole...

That in-between feeling, Between arrivals and departures, Between going and reaching, Between good news and bad news, Between...

Aren't prompts supposed to make poetry easier to write? Then why is it so difficult for me to pick one and make my brain think of some...

I belong with the light, Bouncing off from surfaces, Not-stopping even in darkness, Finding little spaces, Sneaking in the crevices, To...

Today is yet another day, When I'm screaming internally, Because I cannot believe, How I keep destroying my own garden, By digging my own...

...another thing about whatever was between us, it felt like his heart knew mine from a lifetime ago, despites screens and situations...

We're history. Being written in the future tense, then living in it, documenting it, memorizing it in the present tense. Reminiscing it,...

Your skin is regenerating from what it was yesterday, a little new and a little older too, forming wrinkles on your hands, forehead and...

Nature's spring/summer collection, On this part of the Earth, Comes in bright, blooming yellow flowers, Hanging on from the branches,...

Pick me up from the corner house With the pink bougainvillea, Come around the golden hour, I like how the sunlight falls there, And I...

I get it now, Why I've always heard of, Women or princesses, Wanting to be swept away, By a knight in shining armour, On a white horse. I...

What does hope look like? Hope looks like a twinkling star, The first one you spot when you look at the dark sky, Which shines from light...