Where I’m from, the crisp bone-rattling breeze engulfs your body when you go out for a morning jog as the warmth from the returning sun hugs your face, reminding you […]
Dedicated to all those who have battled Alzheimer’s and the family members that stood by their side. Love you, Dad! You are smiling You look familiar I am so happy […]
If you knew me you would know that just because my illness is invisible it doesn’t mean i am not sick.i can wear a smile just as good as everyone […]
The day my court date came, six years ago, was just that, The ending in the joint, where I served my time. The new phase of life where my freedom […]
why not root for myself I need to remind myself of where I come from where I’ve grown from who I am who I could be there is fire underneath […]
Would you like fries with that? With your double double burger? And a drink if you get the combo? With cheese, but not too much. And not touching the lettuce. […]
I cannot wait to be laid to rest surrounded by peat moss and slugs, My rotting skin soothed by the embrace of chanterelle and deathcaps let my hollowed bones be […]
Inspiratedby Nikki Giovanni’s “The Great Pax White” & The Spirit of the Black Arts Movement Make America GreatGreater Shouts fill the streets, sweaty bodies crowded together, basking in the summer […]
Tala, I still see your spirit sometimes. You’re sitting in the sun on the sofa, whispering words: “I want you.” You’re standing in the shower, forming faces behind mushy make-up. […]
behind tempered glass there is only us shielded, tinted, safe and contained windows reflect us- ghosts- against the world as it speeds by too fast to be noticed, eyes too […]
In my head, I lay in clouds of cotton, planted in spiraling hues of pigmented blues; Intermingling rosy tints coasting through. Swim in daydreams encased in the promise of budding […]
Grandpa sat slack against the wall entranced by sleep, bellowing out breaths often of varied staccato lengths, the wind stammering from beneath his wise old moustache. It had been fourteen […]
I am from blenders, from moleskin journals and music. I am from the hill where sunsets never disappoint, golden, warm– with a cool silky breeze grazing the skin. I am […]
happiness is — sand at the edge of a shoreline the last hour of an august afternoo n the purple hues of a sunset the cherry blossom s in spring […]
My mind is a prison; the walls are pink: no sanctimonious soul, no piercing voice or echoing song. A rainy day turns into a rainy week; hours to nitpick at […]
The deepest scents of curry and spices ooze into the eggshell kitchen tile. Tapping on Granny’s icy cold island counter. Butt firmly planted in a creaky stool from the 70s. […]