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So much undone. So much to do. So much to heal in us and the world. So much to acquire: a meal a healthy body— a fit one— a lover a job a be...

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A...

“These are the preferences of the universe itself: verbs over nouns, actions over states, struggle over hope.” Ta-Nehisi Coates.  Between th...

You don’t waste your energy fighting the fever; you must only fight the disease. And the disease is not racism. It is greed and the struggl...

Grateful for new paths that emerge from dark woods at the edge of my frustration and the end of what I know to do to help you, we take...

May you never lose the excitement of storytelling to a mom listening with love glistening in her eyes. May this mom never lose the love an...

I tell you not to run but your joy streaks ahead to the water surging from concrete to meet you hands up laughter cresting between...

One morning you might wake up to realize that the knot in your stomach had loosened itself and slipped away, and that the pit of unfulfilled...

Of course they never consulted us. They were wise men, kings, star-readers, and we merely transportation. They simply loaded us with gifts a...

"So the people took their dough before it was leavened, their kneading bowls wrapped in their cloaks upon their shoulders." —Exodu...

Don’t say, don’t say there is no water to solace the dryness at our hearts. I have seen   the fountain springing out of the rock wall and yo...

The river is famous to the fish. The loud voice is famous to silence, which knew it would inherit the earth before an...

I adapted this poem for my friend, Dawn Lunt, who passed in January 2017. The original Pablo Neruda Poem follows. Your Laughter For ...

On the final day of the Creative Placemaking Summit West, I learned of a website of poems written about places in Albuquerque: Poetic Routes...

East is always up, the Sandia mountains compassing the gravity of home. Time sediments west from earliest memories mining for Copper in...

litany Mahogany L. Browne I wish I knew how It would feel to be free I wish I could break All the chains holding me —Nina Si...

Brown Girl Has Walked Into the Wild, Palms Open Barbara Jane Reyes See how she lists. The body is bent as light, as wind wi...

United Naomi Shihab Nye , 1952 When sleepless, it’s helpful to meditate on mottoes of the states. South Carolina, “While I breathe I hope.” ...

Frederick Douglass Robert Hayden , 1913 - 1980 When it is finally ours, this freedom, this liberty, this beautiful and terrible thing, needf...

Having seen the horrors in store for America under this presidency, it's hard to be happy this 4th of July. I'm struggling to rememb...