Surviving Breast Cancer

I look at the flamingos, Going from one limb to two wings. I look at a woman, my wife, whose mastectomy Made her go from two to one breast, While her hospital gown had a little pink ribbon on it, That broadcasted a stark reality, That used to swell out from her chest. And I…

How I Became A Poet

  Back in 2009, I stood inside my home, no longer Holding a brilliant job, Humbled by the sheer mastery Of how fate can work magic against you. And from inside my well, I drew a bucketful Of an ingredient, not found in my bucket list. It was just an arrangement of words That loomed…

Superman

  No man, not even Superman Is immunized to fear. When your Cape is in the laundry, you have to step Forward as the mortal you are, kryptonite On the inside, burning like coal. You body needs to carry every carriage, every organ, Connected together by the embroidery Of blood vessels and nerves. You realize…