To Bear the Beauty
In some Native languages, the term for plants translates to “those who take care of us.”* She has been with...
Will We Look
In still waters you can see your own face clearly. Let me be quiet, rooted as a plant. Let...
To Restore a Safe World
Like every creature I was born with a song, my years on the green planet meant to find the music...
Poetry Plumeria
Wafting into my nose, plumeria. Close by in the hammock, I, not prone to swooning, do. Frangipani her Hawaiian name,...
