I think I’m addicted to “first dates.” Don’t laugh. Like I seriously have a problem. I love going out with someone for the first time. It’s all fresh and new, everyone is on their best behavior, there are rules. I get to be an unknown quantity… You know what I mean. Conversation is easy, you…
Month: February 2014
Message to self:
Write. Even when you don’t feel like it. Even when you think the words won’t come. They will.
Words of the day
Melancholy. Blah. Wait. Think. Love. Hope. Reflect. Remember. Resolve. Grow. tomorrow awaits…
Day 4. Poem. (February 2014 Writing Challenge)
The Last Kiss I saw your picture today Your eyes Your smile Your lips And realize that You’re the last person I kissed The last person I kissed The last The last person I kissed With passion And purpose And love The last person I kissed That made my heart skip a beat And my…
Moments in Love (Open Letter)
(this began as a free write to sort of my feelings after a particularly cathartic moment for me. it snowballed into an open letter that I just emailed before I totally lost my nerve. now I’m all in my feelings.) This is what I know. I want a love of my own. Singular. Someone who…
I love to watch a man getting dressed. It’s such an everyday intimate occurrence.
I am Mary Jane: Being Mary Jane and the Science of Serial Disappointment
Soooo… I’ve never seen Being Mary Jane. At all. Until tonight. I am in tears. My eyes started welling up at the end of the very first episode. I’m so sick of men… Seriously. I have had the craziest week. I have so many stories I can’t even begin the process of the act of…
About me (Feb 2014 Writing Challenge)
about me which me? mother/sister/daughter/aunt/cousin/friend? writer/teacher/artist/thinker? girl with unrecognized potential? woman surviving? sympathetic archetype? strong role model? the know it all? the introvert? the life of the party? the hurt? the secrets? the fears? the courage? the heart? the uncertainty? the spirit? the laughter? the love? the wit? the sarcasm masking sadness? the longing for…
Black Steel
Negros always trying to “sway” you instead of listening to you. I may look sweet and seem infinitely pliable… But I got a LOT of backbone.
Writing for My Life
I am a procrastinator of the grandest sort. I can plot, plan, make lists, draw diagrams, all in the name of making sure I complete a task. Especially when it comes to my writing life. I can write. I know this. I create fanciful stories in my head on a daily basis. I can regale…
The Tenacious Virgo 