Potrero Stage Theatre, first night sound check Prelude A friend calls monthly, like one would check in with a therapist. A mutual acquaintance has brought her to tears multiple nights. Who is open to just listening beyond me? Our years together, she's earned my patience. But one night she stopped and asked about me. How …
Year-End Review
Unmade bed in a storm of white sheets beneath blinds Christmas this year feels mournful. Not just for the obvious headlines; but the air holds incense of discomforting flavor. Writing still needs to happen, though. Right? I haven't written in months, despite my longing and desire. Despite all the reading and thinking. I'm currently reading …
Ghetto Koans: A Personal Archive – Book Reveal
Congratulations! It’s a book!! Ghetto Koans: A Personal Archive is now available from Black Lawrence Press. The bulk of poems in Ghetto Koans: A Personal Archive represent attempts to finding myself as a poet, by training my eye to focus on and validate things I found beautiful or curious or odd or all of the …
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Pre-Order Ghetto Koans: A Personal Archive
Pre-orders are now available for Ghetto Koans: A Personal Archive, my third poetry collection due this June from Black Lawrence Press. These poems are memories, meditations and monologues. Stories of witness gathered during my time living in West Oakland around 2007 -- before and after. Oddities and encounters formed into poems while; standing at bus …
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A MONTH OF MAGICAL THINKING: ENTERING ROOMS
(For a matter of months I've drafted an entry intended for this blog and every approach to the keyboard was met with a cleansing sigh of defeat. Maybe I've lost it, I thought. But in those same months, I've also wondered about spending the month of November writing. its funny to consider: After NaNoWriMo nearly …
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VOICES
The first cassette recorder I ever bought was the first adult machine I'd ever owned and it felt so thrilling it made me nervous. I immediately did two things with my recorder: At once, I began collecting theme songs to tv shows and sit-coms I watched (Not that anyone cared ) and second, I snuck …
Reading In Public
I consider poetry 'work'—reading it, representing it, writing it. Whereas my actual 9-5 means little of nothing to me. A solid exchange of my time for my rent. Thank you! I don't always enjoy showing up for work. Some days productive, others a slog, others: eh. So I endured the day in office, even the …
The Box
The holidays are not one of my favorite things-- not that there's been much worth reporting. Time seemed to slow to a crawl from Thanksgiving through Christmas, through today. But since the new year, my mood eased. Happy New Year What's In The Box? --Barton Fink (1991) dir. The Coen Brothers One positive was sitting …
Re: Writing (Or Which Notes Do You Think I Should Cut?)
Earlier this week I was fortunate enough to revisit the 1984 film, Amadeus. I'd been anxious to rewatch it for a while and was relieved when it became available for streaming. The award-winning story (both on Broadway and in Hollywood) was about Mozart as experienced by his resentful contemporary composer-rival, Salieri. There is a sequence …
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Art Exploration or Archeologies with Kehinde Wiley and Amalisa Mesa-Bains
Sunday morning, I went to the DeYoung Museum to visit the Kehinde Wiley exhibit. I had to agree with my Lyft driver and said: "Its not a decision a lot of people would make. Going to a museum first thing on a Sunday." She agreed, but we were both wrong. The gallery of Kehinde's work, …
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The Dirty Rat 