the wind is strong tonight
demanding a fire inside
to ward off the cold and wet
no music other than
the sound of rain
its notes and rhythms
the clouds releasing
their hoarded moisture
crowding against each other
i want thunder and lightning
i want the morning after
poppies shivering, unsure
of whether to open
i want the afternoon light
filtering through the clouds
coaxing petals to unfurl
make me like the poppies
help me brave the chill
let me blossom in the warmth
let me be so bright
I graduated from UC Irvine in 2007, moved to Los Angeles, and worked with arts/community organizations throughout the city from 2007-2012. Most formative have been my experiences with Tuesday Night Project and Asian American lesbian web series That's What She Said. Recently, I was a First-Year Public Ally and S. Mark Taper Foundation Fellow working as a case manager with homeless and low-income seniors in Downtown Los Angeles' Skid Row.
I'm currently spreading roots to Oakland, CA while continuing to be very much in love with Los Angeles.
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