after hearing about Julia Chen, a haiku
cut more than eyes when
she cut epicanthic folds
ancestors bleeding
(Rock Paper Scissors, Swimming With Elephants 2018)
morning moon hangs faint
in a periwinkle sky
yesterday lingers
(unpublished)
The Least of These
Jesus cries himself
to sleep on the floor of a
Walmart in Brownsville
(Fixed And Free Poetry Anthology 2018)