Poetry

Untitled for Ji Jaga

June 5, 2011
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In the garden, things grownurtured, soil turned, watered.In time, from the soil, seedlingsbreakthrough.In Time, the grass turns from brown, to lime, to green tobrown, and weeds crawl throughinvasive, creeping slowly,turning green grass brownthen dyingIn Time. A man turns,ages, learns, becomesunderstood and this lifetakes time. In 40 years a treeis still young, still growing.In Time,...

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I’mma Square

February 12, 2011
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I’mma Square

This poem is usually spoken only, but I want to share it. I wrote this while living in Los Angeles attending a drama school where the populous of straight men was dense. Then I thought to myself, “Self, there was no boyfriend before LA, so it must be something else…” I’mma Square by Lisa...

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Don’t Cry Love

January 19, 2011
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Welp, Valentine’s day is 26 days away and stop pretending like you’re not thinking about it in Mid-January. After the New Year, the ad campaign to put a Hershey’s Caramel/Chocolate kiss in every American’s hand only reminds me that, as it seems, once again, this will be the gazillionith year that I will possibly...

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