3AM
when we are literally sick and tired,
we turn back, and see others running behind us
with a bit more energy,
A Mother’s Border Policy
We don’t need the wisdom of Solomon to prioritize
all of the desperate human beings knocking at our door.
Your Last Lie
While you were snickering and sniveling,palms circling together in sinister delight,as you yelped, Gotcha again, libtard! While regurgitated liesslithered through […]
A Love Poem to Poetry
Sticky stuff of cadence and rhyme,
repeated by humankind since vowels and consonants
first combined as stories passed from
fires to phones, stubbornly persist.
Defeat
Despite how the movies always ended, there was never really triumph of good over evil. There was only postponement. A […]
Triptych
Sixteen Remember feeling invincible. Indestructible. The cautions of elders slid off your ears, unheard. Carlos Hernandez, of the indigenous Guatemalan […]
The Stroke of His Pen
I’m too bone weary to keep doing this work over and over again, when it’s so easily undone by a […]
Sea of Beige
by Jeeni Criscenzo June 2018 When his red t-shirt fades, in the desert sun, to blend into this sea of […]
Coming Together – Falling Apart
Is it all coming together, or all falling apart? I can’t tell anymore. I came with love, but can’t find […]
The Miracle
The Miracle By Jeeni Criscenzo, Jan. 20, 2017 The face in the mirror was astonishing! Visibly aged from the face […]