Look… I saw this adorable video of Meg Falley & Andrea Gibson and they’re talking about how writing a love poem can be as simple as offering someone all of the things they never got in their childhood. Pair that with learning to love beyond my hurt and a strong sense of pattern recognition andContinue reading “Poetry Series – All I Could Give”
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Poetry Series – FOR EVERYTHING I NEVER THOUGHT I’D LIVE THROUGH
My mind has been riddled with controversy lately. I’ve been learning to tight rope. Tiptoeing the line between what needs said and what can be put to rest silently. Some things demand they get off your chest so, I’ve been post dating them. A good reveal is slow, sexy. Laced with both fun and seductivity.Continue reading “Poetry Series – FOR EVERYTHING I NEVER THOUGHT I’D LIVE THROUGH”
Poetry Series – We Don’t Call It Slavery
I remember a time in my life where my dad would get really hostile as white people were actively supporting and speaking on correcting the still existing racism in our country and the presence of white privilege. I spent a long time confused. I was so puzzled that some one would still be so blindContinue reading “Poetry Series – We Don’t Call It Slavery”
Poetry Series – To the Dicks
Sometimes my opinions are so strong, I worry they’ll erupt from my body. I try to keep calm, and level my voice as I explain in hopes that they’ll be more well-received. I acknowledged that I don’t even know how much of a place I have to hold such strong views on the issue soContinue reading “Poetry Series – To the Dicks”
Poetry Series – Naming Trauma
I’ve been absent with my writing more often than not lately. The truth is I only write, I can only seem to write, when the words flow through me without thought. Some parts of life require a little more thought than others. Where can I find the balance in which both can exist simultaneously? WhatContinue reading “Poetry Series – Naming Trauma”
Poetry Series – PTSD
Not everyone out there, watching your moves is doing it so that they can root for you. See, it’s been brought to my awareness that some of my readers might be creeps, going through my posts just to keep tabs on me. I’d like to say that I’ve flattered that I take up that muchContinue reading “Poetry Series – PTSD”
Poetry Series – Amber Heard, I heard
I don’t know who’s guilty and who’s innocent in this case and quite frankly, I don’t care. But I think there’s a chance, a lesson, to learn a little empathy and compassion tucked away somewhere here. Amber Heard, I heard Amber HeardI heardYou shit on a pillowCan I start by saying –disgusting!I heardYou shit onContinue reading “Poetry Series – Amber Heard, I heard”
Poetry Series – Winter is Coming
I started getting signs before I knew that they were signs. Even now as I get them, if I try to figure out what they mean, I almost never do. I need to step back and look at the world around me, and the situations I’m in for what they are without the emotional attachmentContinue reading “Poetry Series – Winter is Coming”
Poetry Series – Too Fat
I’ve always been prone to nightmares but they seem to creep in the most when my waking life feels like it’s at its best. One moment I applaud myself for not taking things too personally, not projecting the past, and allowing myself to eat when I want to eat without telling myself I’m not worthy.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Too Fat”
Poetry Series – Carried Off
I think I’m getting better and better at staying consistent, handling life, and then something throws me for a loop. I desperately need a moment to catch my breath. I can feel myself closing off again, pulling away. I’m trying to remember that we can’t all back out. I made my entrance and I haveContinue reading “Poetry Series – Carried Off”
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