Poem: Where are you from?: Part One

What does it feel like to belong? Part of the clan Part of the colony. What would it be like If no one ever asked me Where am I from? The repetitive interrogation of strangers stalking me as if they were experts detectives of Asian culture. “Why do you want to know?” I ask, they…

Poem: Plastic

Spastic plastic litters our world it’s infiltrated everything Our oceans are heaving Foaming at the mouth with mountainous islands of shit Fake floating bits of inedible toxic Toys shoes boxes containers bags bowls even poop emoji hairpins. Plastic was the ultimate miracle product to wrap and to hold cheap inexpensive to make our world one…

Poem: Happiness

(For Spencer) And I knew that they were magic while they were happening my moments of happiness with you

Poem: Falong Gong Genocide

She heroically shouted, “Falun Dafa is good”. “You kill me, one individual.” “Can you kill several hundred million of us, people that are being persecuted by you for our true belief?” Her pure heart was carved out then her perfect kidneys her healthy cardiac vessels were cut by greedy scissors she started twitching her scream…

Poem: Careful what you wish

Careful what you wish for Dreams return to you Reformed, not what you really wanted. Monkey’s paw bargain makes you want more the grass is always greener at someone else’s door. You can’t wish for endless wishes You have to make your choice wait for the consequences like a roulette is the karmic wheel of…

Poem: To have loved

They say it’s better to love and lose your head your mind your heart your body Drunk on love but for now my soul disagrees. Too many endings in just this one lifetime makes my spirit weary Sick of hope.

Poem: Colorism

Colonialism started colorism The judgement of shades of skin The lightest pigmentation wins The game of inequality. It was created to subdivide Within the already divided classes Steps of hierarchy based on hues from darkest to lightest Stay in your designated space Don’t step outside of your place Dark skinned peasants worked the fields under blazing…

Poem: Standing Out

Standing out makes you other Objectifiable Vulnerable Anything above a B cup breast stands out Protruding Getting everyone’s attention Whether you want it or not They’re a burden Only big breasted women Understand what I’m exposing. Perhaps a requirement in male to female surgeries should include C cup and above sizing monthly bloodletting for 40…

Poem: Vegetarian

Memories of my sister cooking Korean chicken curry Veins bones muscles thighs legs fat blood dripping on the cutting board mat. I was always vegetarian ever since I was a child I refused to eat meat except seafood but lately stress has morphed me to conform. Workaholism is the norm. Stress brings out the monster…

Poem: Love #1

It would always Be between us. Hardly ever neutral Scalding or freezing Fighting or loving Ruptures of trust Everyday we Rebuilt the sacrifice Remodeled it Reanimated it reframed it renamed it our fools’ gold paradise naively waiting for a sign a different ending. The happiness lasted throughout underneath and despite the arguments was us in…

Poem: What’s the agenda?

Looking glass rabbit hole Earth as Wonderland Upside down rules Painted reality Interchangeable real and fake maladies. Even experts are fooled. All of life now is a forgery All our hero’s have fallen disgraced by scandals exposed as imposters Who gets to tell the official version of the story? Who decides which go to jail?…

Poem: Murder not Suicide

Celebrities have everything Fame, Wealth, Beauty and Death, disguised as suicide. I guess it’s who you know That gets you in the door So maybe what you know Or what you stand up for Will get you silenced. Anthony Bourdain Spoke for the underdogs He ate the world’s food Without snobbery Sharing tales of injustice…

Poem: Disinformation

We’re reaching the breaking point Critical Mass The lies that are and were spun Are unraveling Absolute unquestioning of authority is over. We might not have the answers yet But we know better than to believe the Governments that deceive us. Unless they drop the Bomb They can’t kill all of us Just slowly one…

Disturbing Media: Twilight Pedophilia

(If you haven’t read or seen Twilight, spoiler alert…) (During the filming of Twilight, Kristen Stewart was still a child and she had to take breaks from working to uphold the child labor laws, look at how young she was when the first film began.) I think the Media holds responsibility for the stories it…

Poem: When I was engaged to be married the first time

I didn’t know there’d be 2 more proposals and no marriages. Every decade or so I meet a partner that I’m convinced Is the One Until he’s gone And then we’re both left crying After all the useless trying. It seems so incredibly rare To work the details out Solve the puzzle Reverse the doomed…

Memoir: The time that Dad crashed

The time that Dad crashed he wasn’t drunk. He was driving the big white van on the freeway to see his gold-digger lover. Drinking wasn’t the cause of his evil, his main sins of choice were pride and lust. The pride resulted in vicious ego contests with Mom and the lust manifested in affairs, along…