Late night “word processing.” Writing helps let the words out maybe I didn’t say during the day or even years ago. Let’s be real, we don’t speak 100 percent of our mind 100 percent of the time. Well–some people may, … Continue reading Smoke In The Eyes
It could be a lot worse. “This is not the hardest thing you have done or will do,” is something that pops into my head when I’m running and I still have miles to go and question whether or not … Continue reading You know
I’m sick of me, And That’s exactly where I want to be, Letting go of everything Bringing others into destiny; Breaking the lie that they’re unseen, Get my eyes off me, And onto real vision, It’s time to make a … Continue reading This one is for free.
I still see their faces; they’re seared in my mind, those beautiful faces in a tiny southern town. Some of them were rescued from selling their bodies or being forced to, others from strands of suicide attempts, scars etched on … Continue reading Beauty: An Oldie, But a Goodie
A straight excerpt from my paper journal: 8/12/17 “First date in 10 years tonight… I think I’m good for another 10.” 👌🏼 Continue reading For Your Amusement.
I’ve drafted numerous posts basically saying the same thing, all to be digitally crumpled in a ball and thrown into the wall. I’m still waiting for the right words to fall. Here’s a secret: I feel I’ve been speaking without … Continue reading Notes: In Case You’re Wondering
Your refusal to let me in Has left me dauntless Yet gasping for second wind… Just saying. You’re a test of strength Not for the faint More than a chase But I knew you were a fight I could see … Continue reading Settle Down.
It’s time for Resuscitation, My fears are evacuating, Leaving the land, I close my eyes and feel your hand Pulling me in, And we dance, Stepping on dead dry bones, There’s no comfort in a war zone, “Awake,” you whisper … Continue reading Resuscitation