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,…
Tag: love
Love, Maya…
“I am grateful to have been loved and to be loved now and to be able to love, because that liberates. Love liberates. It doesn’t just hold—that’s ego. Love liberates. It doesn’t bind. Love says, ‘I love you. I love you if you’re in China. I love you if you’re across town. I love you…
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)…
Not (NaPoWriMo day 14)
when u/walked away/i could/not/believe u were gone not here/not there/not anywhere not when i/could/still sense u in my bed/in my head not/your presence/but your essence/not while the clothes/hang/in my closet but not/on your frame not/while i cry/myself to sleep/not sleep but restless nights/wrestling sheets/to fight the pain/not love/of you not/being here how could you/not/be in…
-ing (NaPoWriMo Day 4)
Eye gazing Hand holding Simple touching Back caressing Heart healing Soul understanding Love making Spirit increasing Mind blowing Future fantasizing Baby growing Belly rubbing Life living Cohabitating Vow taking Sweet sweet loving.
Desolation (NaPoWriMo day 3)
(All these years All these tears Why can’t I get this shit right?) Lying alone Alone Alone The echo resonates A consistent heartache No relief in sight I know there’s more beyond this now But knowledge is no balm I await nighttime and its calm Even as my mattress Holds me hostage Weighed down by…
hindsight (NaPoWriMo day 1)
hindsight i wish we could go back. i remember our very first chat. it was a friday. you were on a train coming from nyc. i was sitting at my desk in my office way past the time for me to leave. you invited me over to eat that very first night. i declined… but…
Confessional: I love First Dates!
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…
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…
The Tenacious Virgo 