Tiny Superhero

A superhero she wants to be
When she grows up, big and strong,
She aspires young
For good–freedom, honor, truth,
Tiny your big dreams inspire

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*Ode to Ruth Bader Ginsburg

Mountains rest on petite shoulders
Made sinewy by the weight,
Made agile by the struggle
of holding truth and judgement
To the test,
Strength in wielding gavel,
Dissent is not a dirty word,
for the aged that has heard and seen
And ruled on far more challenges,
Keeping Lady liberty in shape
A collar replaces a hero’s cape
Ward malignancies at Bay,
Teeth might gnash
And bones might break
But a tall shadow
Does a small but fierce figure make

Our Stories

We
Have always been
Princesses and Princes.

They took, and told our stories,
Protecting royalty, and fantasy
—called it “fiction”, “faith”, and “history”

We have always been
Our own oppressors
And redeemers.

Love to Live From

February 27, 2017

The greatest thanks
go to
those who
give a kind of love
we would wish
to refuse;
How bitter
the pill;
Sting!
Of the syringe!
If not administered,
how else
would you exist?
If not
for the
check
Issued,
of IOUs and
deferred dreams
For treatment
That kills
More than just
The tumor
It is love
The kind
We do no write
About
Unconditional,
out of basic
human
necessity
to survive,
with
the pack;
because
we all are
one part
of the whole
this is love
that we would
live for,
and so we
do.