VOICE

  VOICE By: Sasha Farmer Being gifted with the ability to speak, But being told to shut up left me weak. Day in and day out being seen but not heard, Left feelings of joy all blurred. Screaming and yelling in my head is all I could do, Destructive behaviors is all I knew. Wanting…

4th of July

Summer fireworks at home alone. Independence Day from people. I set fire to the BBQ grill And let butter soaked peaches heat up With melted chocolate on the flesh with chopped walnuts. The wind carries the ashes away outdoors. I bring my dessert indoors. My chores include washing dishes, sweeping up, and mopping the floors….

Kīpahulu Silence

Fog settling on Hawaiian birds, sharp and trilling between ʻokina, repeating and echoing over searching groans of wild bulls, over boars tearing up matrixes of dense forest roots with spear-edged tusks, while swollen mango, breadfruit, avocado, and jackfruit trees smack their sappy, sticky, ripping and rotting fruit into the turning soil. A commotion, a language…

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