Early voting Covid tests Working mama With no rest Closer to the edge But not of glory Stress, pressure, fear Tells a different story Hasn't my week been hard enough On call Sunday evening was so tough Indulged my kid when I got home Slept crappily that night again, like a drone— Got up the next … Continue reading Early Voting, Covid Tests
Tag: poetry
Working Mama’s Prayer
A Psalm to the L-rd Weary are my eyes and downtrodden is my soul Day after day I toil to bring home daily bread Sit in gnarled posture, slaving away on me computer A thirst for money, for financial security. For affording a comfortable life. Nevertheless my heart aches For the time when I can … Continue reading Working Mama’s Prayer
UnSettled
What can go wrong? Everything All the questions marks turn over Start pointing fingers at me Their hooks grab me by the neck I can't breathe Doubt and failure is all I see Do you follow me? Of course you don't There's only room in this tunnel for one Living life with my brain is the … Continue reading UnSettled
To College Freshmen: A Poem
Sorry you are a guinea pig You probably wanted a different gig But you're not alone—it's your whole generation This pandemic's been rattling our entire nation The world has been turned upside down At the moment your world is just forming Stepping into life on your own Studying, socializing, dorming Figuring out who you are … Continue reading To College Freshmen: A Poem
Sedentary Life Be Like…
texting a mile a minute no matter how I spin it they were on a different trajectory working in a factory churning butter for hours for their family milling and tilling till satisfactory— work was done it was no fun but they didn't know how to relax by the light of a tv show Then … Continue reading Sedentary Life Be Like…
Monetize, Synchronize
Monetize, synchronize Synchronized swimming When I'm making money I feel like I'm winning Monetize, synchronize Synchronized clocks When everyone's on schedule My life really rocks Throw a wrench into it Or a curveball Everything around me crumbles, It all falls. Monetized, synchronized Life as it should be. Learning the hard way The need for adaptability.
Hello, Blogosphere
Hello, Blogosphere A world I hold close and dearWhere I can openly express my fear, Without people looking at me queer.For if I tell it to a friendPerhaps that relationship would endIf they really knew what was behindMy cheerful face—a weary mind.And when I blog, I am unique, The words spoken are those only I … Continue reading Hello, Blogosphere
Inner World, Outer World: Quieting the Mental Chatter
All that noise, that stuff It's always there, it's just a matter of my awareness But to think that when I don't know it it's not there is naive And to be anxious about it when I do know it is foolish Rather— Just acknowledge that things are always crazy in some ways and choose … Continue reading Inner World, Outer World: Quieting the Mental Chatter
Life as a Single Young Professional
What is the time in our lives as single professionals? Just a waiting period before marriage? A purgatory which some may never leave? And if/when one does marry and build a family, what to make of all those years? Self-discovery, at times, self-destruction. Soul-searching, soul-crushing. Was it just a dream? (Or a nightmare?) Did it … Continue reading Life as a Single Young Professional
