Like That by Jeeni Criscenzo November 2019 Thoughts on the sudden passing of a poet I’d only just met. It ...
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Twenty years you’ve dedicated your career to them, the kids in Southeast. What a hero you are, being there for ...
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A murder of crows caw out of key (or so it seems to me) from their perches on the Jacaranda ...
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A little girl, in a bright, lime-green jumper, stole the show tonight. Her mama was playing the jarana and singing ...
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We live just three doors down from the sea of inhumanity, always close to the possibility that we are sixty ...
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I watched him,  like an elk exposed on the plains,  spotting a lion in the grass,  hair standing at attention ...
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I’m too bone weary to keep doing this work over and over again, when it’s so easily undone by a ...
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by Jeeni Criscenzo June 2018 When his red t-shirt fades, in the desert sun, to blend into this sea of ...
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Sitting here talking philosophically, about the fin of humanity, in the throes of a heat wave, shaded by the Pinnacles of Fault Line Park. One has to ask, does ...
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Spinning her web, a wisp, a hair, a thread, flings from her matted head and I watch helplessly as her ...
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Is it all coming together, or all falling apart? I can’t tell anymore. I came with love, but can’t find ...
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The Miracle By Jeeni Criscenzo, Jan. 20, 2017 The face in the mirror was astonishing! Visibly aged from the face ...
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We learned to walk on ice. To see it when it seemed not there. To put one foot carefully down, ...
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I have not actually slept since that long night when astonished reporters went off script, as we watched one incomprehensible ...
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Performed 10/24/18 at World Stage Performance Ctr. Los Angeles as the kick-off for the publication of Extreme, where this poem ...
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Sore losers! you sneer, because they question the way the game was played? Cheaters! they cry, because it just doesn’t ...
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It’s a date I still mark as a point of reference, the apogee of a level of tribulation and pain ...
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There’s no disagreeing that the system is broken that dumped you, empty-handed, at my door with nothing left but pride ...
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"You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the existing ...
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This is for Rosie O’Donnell and Megyn Kelly and all the women verbally abused by Donald Trump and other bullies ...
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The first time I was accused of being a privileged white woman, I was defensive. I tried to explain all ...
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