Daddy

It’s Father’s Day again. My dad was the greatest storyteller ever. It’s taken me this long to realize I probably get that gift from him. I miss him. There was never a moment in my life, whether I saw him every day or once a year, that I felt unloved by my father. My father,…

A Story About Family (NaPoWriMo day 16)

Today will always be a special day for me. My parents were married on April 16, 1971. And though the union did not withstand the test of time, There was a lot of love. From that bond, a family was created. Four little girls were born. Smart Hatiná, reading at 3 years old, Compassionate Chisoni,…

Q and A (NaPoWriMo day 8)

still playing catch up… this thing you want me to figure out I doubt you dream about but I imagine nights long into dawn knees hugged tight to breasts sheltering a heart so weak shallow beats glue drying still from the repairs of last week last month last year With elation and trepidation (yes, fear)…

I Did That.

Most of the time, I don’t know what I’m doing. And half of that time I’m certain that I’m doing it all wrong. I don’t make dinners from scratch every night. Doing homework makes me irritable. I know my stress levels make me a crabby mom sometimes. I raise my voice more than I should….

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…

Today’s Hair.

  Subzero temperatures kept me indoors today. So I cowashed and moisturized my follicles. Afterwards I was at a loss for what to do with my clean and manageable hair so I decided to experiment with flat twisting the back of my ginormous head. I don’t know what I’m doing but it didn’t turn out…