Sometimes I’m afraid that if there’s not somebody with me I’m going to fall inside myself. and I don’t know what’s in there… so, I’m not sure… Read more “Sometimes pt. 1”
There are things I want to write about that don’t have words… so I write about tomatoes and the flowers. I rest my arm across him, finding… Read more “The things that don’t have words”
Faith belongs to the living. One day we all die. Bodies become a burden, we leave them behind. We choose not to be limited.
It takes much compassion to borrow life. It takes none to take one. It takes wisdom to see that either way, you’re going to have to give… Read more “To Source”
You called me a bully… excuse me sir, you are not being bullied, this is what it feels like to be challenged.
I’m trying to feel comfortable in the spaces… the times where I’m not really doing anything. My energy is quiet. I don’t feel as if I should… Read more “Full Disclosure”
Up all night and he slept all day He’s a hard working man and he’d work to his grave Lord knows they’ve got ’em digging it For… Read more “Working Man”
I remember staring at the wrinkle above your nose, two days old, knowing it would go away. Torn between gratitude for today and gratitude for tomorrow, you… Read more “Maya Rose”