Forever Oakland

San Francisco, Sun Valley

Much love to all the folks who came through to tonight’s show at Reem’s, especially the familiar faces who I hadn’t seen in a minute. Hella appreciate my bandmates for getting back together on short notice for some fun times and good energy on stage. Tonight was less of a performance and more ceremony; building community through music. A reminder of why Oakland will always be a part of me, and why it’s worth fighting for. Isulong!!!



Happy militant pride to the queer, trans, and gender non-conforming familia in my life, all of whom have had a revolutionary and transformative impact on the ways that I view and function in the world. Especially thankful for all the LGBTQ kasamas who make up the leadership of the various orgs that I am connected to.

(Photo via Gabriela San Francisco)

Layover in Denver

It is in these times in these airports in this America where my otherness feels more pronounced. As if I am an exhibit in a museum. Or an animal in a zoo. Or a threat to be suspicious of.

America likes to remind me that I don’t belong. This is why my homies formed a gang. Why my community organizes. Why we gravitate towards the ocean. The water always seems to embrace us the tightest.

In this time in this airport waiting for this three hour delayed flight. Even this America, with its walls and its guns, cannot control the wind.

Father’s Day


My father left us when I was barely a few months old. Took my mom’s spousal immigration sponsorship and bounced. Left behind his name and his dimples. Years later my mom decided to get married to a carpenter; a working class stone of a man who liked to wield his hand on his tools and, as we would find out, on his own household. I mostly remember a blank void from those few long years; staying outside to avoid what waited for me at home. We endured all this so I could have a “father figure” in my life. Little did my mother know that she was the best father I could’ve ever asked for. Much love to all the dads out there, the good, the imperfect, the accidental, the surrogates.