Colors of my vibe and heart
I forget what sweet things I want to write when I look back and realize how many unsent letters I kept back in invisible drawers… Read More »Colors of my vibe and heart
I forget what sweet things I want to write when I look back and realize how many unsent letters I kept back in invisible drawers… Read More »Colors of my vibe and heart
Big, like an enthusiastic move like today’s news like my dreams my energy, like my blues Bright, in my eyes, like the light in my… Read More »Words – they mean things
And so here it is, a new year, and with it all the renewed hopes and dreams we carried over. Last year, I saw thousands… Read More »More smiles, fewer tears this new year
Once upon a time, I wrote a few timeless lines. This poem from 2014 is called High Five, and it’s still true to my heart.… Read More »High Five! (Repost)
I deserved better. better than those crumbs better than the lies you fed me about work at the epicenter of lock-down I deserved an explanation… Read More »Better Than – Poem
Nobody asks you how you are Because you checked in with your stories, you’re alive And your skin is glowing you must be fine and… Read More »Nobody Asks How You Are
This is part of an old poem I wrote about our journey in life: Far Away, and I thought I’d try something new with it, which is… Read More »Life is an Adventure
It’s the 3AM thoughts that leave a lump in your throat, eyes that won’t shut, habits can’t adjust a brain that ignores you’re already f**ked… Read More »3AM Thoughts: Monsters in Your Head
I ask myself today what’s changed? Heart beating with the same ache, People I’ve loved so long can’t reciprocate, And I settled for crumbs they… Read More »The Crumbs They Call Affection
Of all the things I could’ve wished for, I wished for one thing only: sleep. Not because the bags under my eyes, with every passing… Read More »Sleep — An Ode
Nothing worse to a writer than meeting blank pages on the daily and not meeting the rhymes or the lines she dreamt of on the… Read More »Ups, Downs and The In-Betweens
“You miss him?” I tell them not, can’t miss what you never had. Never had a father figure, but never mind, mom was stricter in… Read More »Stories that Remain Untold