To the one who sets a second place at the table anyway.   

To the one at the back of the empty bus.

To the ones who name each piece of stained glass projected on a white wall.

To anyone convinced that a monologue is a conversation with the past.

To the one who loses with the deck he marked.   

To those who are destined to inherit the meek.   

To us.

  • “Flood: Years of Solitude” from Bad Alchemy. Copyright © 1995 by Dionisio D. Martínez. Used by permission of W. W. Norton & Company, Inc.

  • Source: Bad Alchemy (W. W. Norton and Company Inc., 1995)

Poet Bio

What People are Saying

"I do Poetry Out Loud because the everyday me is very shy and easily stumbles over words, mangling meaning and botching simple conversations. Yet, when I recite poetry it is an opportunity for me to become someone else––an embodiment of the poem. Slowly, step by step, I think Poetry Out Loud is helping me to become a braver, more confident person, even if I still tremble when I get on stage."
Rose Horowitz
2016 ME POL Champion