“I’ve learned to fall like the BJJ player, to protect the body through controlling the distribution of force by slapping the mat with hands open. With hands open. Hands open. Open. O Pen.”

“Sweat seems to bleed / like pride from their bones.”

“What's not there is.”

“The taste of moon's song.”

“Blood cannot be without dancing. There is no dancing without blood.”

“Dew moves mountains.”

“Concrete breathes sun's heat.”

“The weight of wait.”

“The ribboned gallons that rule us like beliefs rooted in single experiences.”

“The storm before the calm.”

“A counter to a jab is a left hook. What’s the counter to prejudice?”