Tag: poetry

Dim Sum in New York City Egg custard buns,pushed around on steelDim Sum cartslike yellow centered wombs. The soft dough jiggles,slides against the raw crust,until it almost breaks,as the cart turns cornersaround the dining room. In front of me,a small plate with a pale white orb,soft and sticky. It moves like a blob of fat… Continue reading Dim Sum in New York City (Poem)

Let’s talk about words. The ones we say to each otherand ourselves.  The self-talk of: You can’t be taken seriously as a person or an artist.  Look at your apartment, the dust on the walls, the onion skin on the kitchen floor, the pile of clothes on your grandmother’s chair. Let’s talk about a well-lived… Continue reading Untitled (2019)