Privacy

I value my privacy so why do I blog about personal experiences, publish telling poems and reveal my intimate truths? Because I’m a crazy writer without protective boundaries. I recently watched a fictional series on Netflix called, “You” it’s about a creepy clerk who becomes an online stalker of a naive, writer/poet who has her…

Poem : Diamond Dogs with Cigarettes

For Cigarette Girls who’ve lived to tell the story 1) Parisienne hopeful Moulin Rouge roving Ingenue cluttered in black stilts with just a hint of pleading weeping and singing I do Flower Drum majorette clever sentimental transient. Walk the line in a curve Walk the wet streets clopping horse drawn in flesh netted stockings Be…

Memoir: Diamond Dogs in Feather Boas

In 2003 I worked as a cigarette girl. It was the closest I felt to being both performer and prostitute. It was the strangest gig, I felt: desperate, exposed, vulnerable. We had to wear strange fluttering, feather, boa-like clips in our hair. We were called, the Peachy Puffs, what a porno name. I wore a…

SF Oakland Gentrification Rant

I live in the SF Bay Area and I proclaim the public sidewalk is for: pedestrians, wheelchair users, pets on leashes and babies in strollers, that’s it. No eclectic scooters, bicycles, skateboards, roller skates, or mobs of joggers are allowed. They’re on the pedestrian sidewalk probably because they’re afraid of death by commute, but they…

Thank You Bruce Lee

Copyright free images of Bruce Lee The Martial Artist, Bruce Lee internationally elevated Asian attractiveness during the 1960s. Before (and unfortunately after) him, both Asian men and women were depicted as unattractive and/or villianously alien but at least his magnetic presence propped open the door to eventual positive Asian portrayal in media. The standard depiction…