If you said, long ago when we were / young, when the Sun flew like an idol / and mothered us, that we’d crouch…

sunscreen-covered cheeks mark late spring / when blisters blossom on palms and a waft / of overripe coconut dances with freshly cut grass /…

Amid the achromic / graphite pencils and the fine-tip / washable markers and the / ballpoint gel pens, you pick / her out from…

I started collecting them / like a middle-aged woman / collects coupons / saving them / like mementos / of strangers whose faces I’ve…

I went into the Superstore looking for a head of lettuce. / In the snack aisle, I found my sixth grade classroom: / Go-Go…

Remember / the three / little pigs / how they / smoked up—the chimneys / and rafters, how they / sang like moths?

My lola was a teacher, a young / visionary. She taught her sons how to plant rice / fields that stretch to the Pacific…

The cat eats plastic, obsessively, / like a real freak, and it seems we’re always / ripping something out of his mouth…

I want to live by the ocean. / Trade city slurs for crashing / waves / and live on the edge / of mother’s…

We forage for beef jerky, / transform water into Red Bull, / barter for maps with broken / prayers of safety…