Poems

“Out of Body”
Rejected Lit Magazine
2022
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“Produce”
The Oakland Review
2021
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    Us at the uncertain moment
    when my soul slides around
    like a yolk in your palm

    My soul keeper my garden
    is split 50-50 down the middle
    With dark leaves and light
    it could go either way

           Speaker, are you ready?
    No, my mouth is dry
    and wilting—

    I could curl into the couch and wait
    or get up and do the watering myself.

“Pacific Plate”
Westwind Magazine
2018
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A fence along the road separates us from cows

The carved bay separates us from everyone else

Somewhere outside of North America you point

Somewhere part of the Pacific, not anywhere

No man’s land, no woman either, no land at all

So good thing I am neither, I am just a thing

Dropped onto a bright green pasture, so I run

While the dirt grumbles and shakes hungry

A cow looks to cross the line onto our plate

We pause for it, it blinks at us, decides to stay

We drive along, I say, that fence is in our way

You don’t hear me, you belong to the quiet

Of belonging nowhere.