sunset chai

our voices

lower

*Selected haiku, NHK World Haiku Masters: June, 2018

Far from Home

It's a long drive to the art museum. An hour, minus rush hour, to be exact. So, I pass the time repeating some mantras that, according to all of these popular self-help books I read, will greatly benefit my mental health:

I am beautiful.

I am worthy.

I am safe.

Honestly, I am still waiting to see if they work, but in the meantime, I guess they can't hurt. 

self-love

I tell myself

what they don't

*Published in Issue 2.1 of Scryptic Magazine 

ripped daffodils

every time I couldn’t

say no

rising sun

I look in the mirror

and say I love you

*Published in #FemkuMag Issue One

Letting Go

My 2017 year-in-review bears an uncanny resemblance to my recently updated sock collection: all of the old and worn-out ones have been replaced with new and more comfortable ones, and I could not be happier with that decision.

New Year's Eve

some goodbyes

take a lifetime

*Published in Le Lumachine no. 28

in the end

mother stopped cleaning

her home and self

perhaps the flies

kept her company

when I couldn’t

*

imagine

a forest

that circles

back in

on itself

and us

*Published in now i listen (the cherita book 13)

crystal shop

for two hours

I sparkle

*Published in Akitsu Quarterly Summer 2018