An Ode to the Black Woman
“Sun kisses your skin in the morn’,/ filling you with light, positive energy & allowing you to grow, / Elevate to higher levels of consciousness,/ Til’ you return unto the Earth”
Grave Optimism
There is a beauty in letting go of toxic people, vibes and, energy A catharsis in freeing yourself from the gnashes of their fangs Piercing into the peace of your […]
For My Grandmother
Your freckles mirror spots in time. Growing up I called them dots Unsure of their meaning, seemingly innocuous But being older I see the same dots on me Tickling my […]
For the writers
Originally posted on Written in the Ink:
This has been with me practically from square one, and I wanted others to see it.
WkndLv
What is the speed of love can I be measured the distance and time – or is it weighted? How long would you wait on this graveyard-heart to reciprocate feelings […]
Seeds
We grow We die Regenerate and thrive Like seeds We multiply
A Song of Love
I memorize the details of your face
in hopes that if we ever part,
these memories will regenerate in my mind.
