Trey Keeve

Trey Keeve is a Virginia-born writer that California molded into an educator. He lives and teaches in Oakland, CA. His purpose is to teach the next generation the importance of relaying their personal narratives, sharing their experiences, and taking control of their destinies. Southern Migrant Mixtape is his first book.

Mitra Faridian

Mitra Faridian is a writer and a fan of all things tech. Here’s a fun fact: one of Mitra’s ancestors was a poet in the Persian court!

Poem on Belonging

HEARTBEAT OF PARDESIA

Lost   Rafte*

Words that flow from clicking tongues about
someone born away from that beloved sea.

Do they not know how the stones
of that land are familiar to
my grasp?

Whether all I see of its shores are
visions peeking through the
pines ‒ I preserve each moment
in the shutter blinks of my eyes.

Indeed, I laugh and play in the wellspring
of my culture.  Gulping in its beauty
and mystique ‒

A mystery that eludes onlookers akin to 
a gorbe's* eyes, hypnotic in their trance
but enigmatic in their meaning.

The mighty names that transversed those
soils are not foreign to me,

Persepolis, Jamshid, Land of Kings

Such company I have found
along the highway that runs through my
heart and very soul ‒

Yes, with verse I will imbue parchments
with the pulse of this land I have
always known...

In hopes that Pardesia

Beats,  beats,  beats,

Long after I have taken my
steps home.

*Pardesia: Paradise
*Rafte: Gone
*Gorbe: Cat

Copyright © 2012 by Mitra Faridian. Used with permission of the author.

J. K. Fowler

J. K. Fowler is the founder and executive director of Nomadic Press, a community-focused literary and arts non-profit with operations in Oakland, CA, Des Moines, IA, Philadelphia, PA, and Brooklyn, NY. He is co owner of Medicine for Nightmares Bookstore & Gallery in the heart of the Mission District in San Francisco. He has spoken to classrooms and organizations on small publishing and the art of making space all over the nation. He currently sits on City of Oakland’s Cultural Affairs Commission (where he spearheaded the launch of the first Oakland Poet Laureate Program in 2021), acted as Co-chair on the board of North Atlantic Books and Secretary on the board of the Oakland Peace Center, and previously sat on Cogswell College’s English and Humanities Professional Advisory Board. He has taught anthropology and sociology at Rutgers University Newark, and has guest lectured at Mills College. He has been published in a wide range of publications, including San Francisco Chronicle, Oakland Magazine, SF Weekly, Oakland Voices, Datebook SF, Bay Area Reporter, and elsewhere, has performed across the Bay Area, Cairo, Egypt, and Brooklyn, and has been featured in a number of radio shows and online podcasts, including shows on KPFA, KPOO, StoryCorps, and others. He is the recipient of the 2016 Alameda County Arts Leadership Award and travels the world with a Kelpie named Stella. He is busily working on a book titled Making Space, which is a wide-ranging nuts-and-bolts “how to publish” creative nonfiction text paired with the aesthetic philosophy of literally and figuratively making space on the page and stage.

Sharon Coleman

Sharon Coleman is a fifth-generation Northern Californian. She writes for Poetry Flash, co-curates the reading series Lyrics & Dirges, and co-directs the Berkeley Poetry Festival. She’s the author of a chapbook, Half Circle, and a book of micro-fiction, Paris Blinks. Her poetry and fiction appear in several publications, including Your Impossible VoiceWhite StagAmbush Review. She’s been nominated twice for a Pushcart and once for a micro award for blink fiction. She received a scholarship from the Luso-American Foundation to attend the Disquiet Literary Conference in Lisbon and was a finalist for the Jane Underwood poetry prize.

Sharon was born and raised in San Mateo. Her father, Richard H. Coleman, was the City Planner who worked hard to create the Downtown Plan. Prior to revitalization efforts in 1972, B-Street had a number of dive-bars. Mr. Coleman included mix-use—which was rare for a downtown and attracted many businesses—and planned for high density apartment living with shopping and restaurants in walking distance. He also supported the renovation of San Mateo’s historic train station. (Built in 1863, the station was the midpoint on the San Francisco to San Jose railroad. It witnessed many historical events including the visit of President Theodore Roosevelt, who came through town by train in 1909.)

Poems on Belonging

LAUREL CREEK/ARROYO DE LOS LAURELES

	windless nights
cricketsong     
        opens ears      
past tvs
	to rhythms      
                          once folding
rancho de las pulgas

        into evening harmonics
californios            
	and costanoans

who survived missions    
          		exhaled tired
into deepening cobalt
     	crowning oaks and figs

	before contact
                     	ramaytush kept clear
        fields around freshwater
			           to catch deer
        who lowered
                                   lips to stream
        laurels and chestnuts 
                                   willow-bowed homes
                   bent towards
      			           its wide banks 
	
	warm evenings
               	the selfsame cricketsong        
        hints hillsdale boulevard’s curves       
                        follow a creekbend
        behind houses—
                   slow waters carve
                   against concrete
                   channels
		       narrowing          
	            below streets
                       in measures  
	               of earthtime


SOURCES

the map won’t show
	more
than two blue lines 
	cupping steep terrain—
one flows east         
	along the steep northern 
slope, yankee-named 
	for a sugar haul
another stream seeps 
	from wary ghosts 
of the county’s 
	poor farm rubble
of the unmarked
	ssalson town
this east bend snakes 
	round the southern side
flows through laurel roots 
	into its twin
just before fernwood street

	the creek     a confluence
increased by drainage
	a pipe extends 
from library grounds
	old french crique 
with krik old norse  
	maybe middle dutch kreke
unknown ultimate origin
	whatever flows
into words so fluently
	sourced by unmapped
springs trickling 
	through embankments
of pixels and ink

Copyright © 2022 by Sharon Coleman. These poems were presented at the 2022 National Poetry Month Celebration sponsored by San Mateo Public Library and the City of San Mateo. Used with permission of the author.

Nancy Patrice Davenport

Nancy Patrice Davenport is a native of the San Francisco Bay Area.  She currently lives in San Mateo with three cats.

Nancy’s poems are widely published various journals and anthologies, and have been translated into many languages.  Her JUNE 2 RETROGRADE MINDFULNESS poem was nominations in 2016 for Best of Net.

Nancy’s first chapbook, LA BRIZNA, was published in 2014 by Bookgirl Press.  A full-length collection, SMOKING IN MOM’S GARAGE, was published in 2018 by Red Alice Press.  Nancy is currently working on a third book.

Stephanie Garma Balón

Stephanie Garma Balón, MA, AMFT (she/her) is a second generation Pinay-American, & proud Mama—born and raised on Ramaytush Ohlone land (SF/Daly City), and of Ilokano & Visayan descent. As an Expressive Arts Therapist in North San Mateo County (SMC) providing individual and group therapy to youth, parents, and families, Stephanie leans on her belief in the transformative healing power of the arts. This inspires her to intentionally integrate ritual, visual art, writing, and poetry in her professional and personal practice, especially as it relates to her continuous decolonial healing journey. Stephanie’s work is rooted in trauma-informed care, healing-centered, community care, and narrative therapy approaches. Her heartwork and hustle includes over 20 years of experience in health & human services, namely a community mental health advocacy background addressing health inequities amongst hxstorically marginalized populations. As Co-chair of the Filipino Mental Health Initiative of SMC, she co-founded the first social enterprise cultural center/cafe in North SMC (anticipated to break ground in 2022/2023) that aims to increase access to culturally attuned mental health support and provide an intergenerationally engaging, healing & creative gathering space for the Filipina/o/x community. Stephanie featured in Filipinx Kwentuhan: Equity Through Art Series co-hosted by San Mateo County Libraries, Health BHRS Office of Diversity and Equity, and the Chief Equity Officer at the County of San Mateo.

Poem on Belonging

Presented at the “FILIPINX KWENTUHAN: SAN MATEO COUNTY EQUITY THROUGH ART SERIES

Lisa Suguitan Melnick

Lisa Suguitan Melnick is a third generation Fil-Am of Ilokano and Cebuano roots. She is the author of #30 Collantes Street (Carayan Press, 2015) and also a correspondent for PositivelyFilipino.com. Her published pieces in Positively Filipino earned Plaridel Awards in 2020 for Best Profile Writing (“The Scholar Unplugged”), and Best Feature Writing (“Utom Unfolds T’boli Myths Through Music”).  Her work is also published in Beyond Lumpia, Pansit, and Seven Manangs Wild, edited by Evangeline Buell et al (Eastwind Books, 2014) and The New Filipino Kitchen, edited by Jacqueline Chio-Lauri (Agate Surrey Press, 2018). She currently serves on the Board of Directors of The Hinabi Project. 

Poems on Belonging

ManG/Ko

Grandpa fried scrambled eggs on high. Small skillet. High fire. Quick in and out. 
Grandma saves her styrofoam cups
Washing them again and again, drying them—bite marks around the rim and all—in the sun

It is said there were twins when my dad was born, but one didn’t make it.  Maybe that’s why he always felt extra needy.  One of the eggs got scrambled in the frenzy.

FAVORITE SISTER OF THE NEWEST ANCESTOR

Maybe I had just finished talking with him on the phone and he was doing well. Maybe I had even gotten to hear him laugh, pain-free. “We only have this moment,” I would say to him. Maybe I was gauging how he was doing, from the tonality in his voice. Maybe somewhere in the conversation he told me I was his favorite sister. Maybe him sounding so well that day helped me decide that it would be okay for me to visit him on his birthday. I couldn’t imagine it might be his last.

The most divine day that many only dream of, but it wasn’t.  A dream I mean.  He made fried rice. We hung out on the couch watching Flip this House—a show he loved to watch and it didn’t require too much head work. The day was bright. 

Copyright © 2022 by Lisa Suguitan Melnick. Used with permission of the author.

Rosie Tejada

Rosie Tejada is a first generation Filipino-American and proud mom of two. Her father was a Bataan Death March survivor and Filipino veterans rights advocate. An elected official, she currently serves as the Jefferson Union High School District Board President. She is also on the Board of Directors of REACH Coalition, a coalition of elected officials and community-based organizations of color in San Mateo County who are steadfast in dismantling systemic bias and long-standing barriers to access across the county. Rosie featured in Filipinx Kwentuhan: Equity Through Art Series co-hosted by San Mateo County Libraries, Health BHRS Office of Diversity and Equity, and the Chief Equity Officer at the County of San Mateo.

Poem on Belonging

IN HER MIND

I.
She was a ripe cherry tomato
picked sweet off the vine,
left to spoil on the kitchen counter
covered in grease from splattering bacon.


II.
The piercing sun
danced into my autumn, and
waved as it passed into fog
and clouds
and moaning Pacific air.
I am covered in mist,
chilled, shivering,
bitten
hard
by jagged little teeth,
shards of summer good-byes.


III.
It’s kind of funny, he said, Isn’t it funny
how things turn out?  (No, not funny.)
He actually laughed (faintly, but it was a laugh).
His rambling apologies increasingly dinned, then
his words slowly silenced as they rolled down
the tin funnel in her head.

She stared uncommitted at his blurring face,
until all that was left was the mouth
that used to say it loved her.

Copyright © 2022 by Rosie Tejada. Used with permission of the author.

Amy L. Pabalan

Amy L. Pabalan was made and delivered in San Francisco, with original parts from the Philippines. Forged in Daly City fog, she started writing in the fifth grade when she  discovered a book of Langston Hughes’ work in the school library. 

After receiving a Bachelor of Arts degree in Journalism from San Jose State University, she worked as a newspaper copy editor in Southern California. She returned to her childhood home with her husband to be caregivers for her mother and father, who passed away respectively in 2017 and 2020. 

Amy continues to dream, write and craft. Not necessarily in that order.

Poems on Belonging

BOXES

I’m drowning in clutter
Five decades in the making
Boxes and boxes of stuff
And you’re not here
To tell me what to do

Unused yarn and kitchenware
   mock me as I say
   “I can still use this!”

But what about

Undated pictures of holiday tables
   filled with your dishes
Greeting cards bound by 
   disintegrating rubber bands
   loved received over the years
   over and over
Prayer cards of saints 
   frayed at the edges
   surely memorized from whispering
   over and over

I put everything back
   minus the junk mail, printouts of email jokes,
   and high blood pressure readings
Mentally labeling each box: 
Hold for now


CAMERA ROLL

Scrolling
as if
I’ll find more
I 
know exactly
when there are
no more new 
pictures of
you.

Copyright © 2022 by Amy L. Pabalan. Used with permission of the author.