freestyle 7/26

  sometimes, just sometimes the night encompasses me and I find myself recounting moments in my head that I was certain my heart had forgotten I remember the sound of your laughter Or hear the tone of your voice in the quiet the memory of the way you looked at me or how comforted I…

Oxygen (NaPoWriMo day 22)

Her lonely is palpable Solid An entity unto itself A weight pressed down Nightly As naked as newborn skin Supple Fluid Void of love Full of fear This lonely lies in wait Vacillating Until she is in her most Vulnerable state Shallow breaths Body at rest Heart slowly beating Beneath her breasts This lonely knows…

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…

The Fire, In and Out (NaPoWriMo day 13)

You should have You should be You should do … so much more. Too smart Too funny Too beautiful … to be this. Apply yourself Reinvent yourself Promote yourself … why can’t you? Your heart Your brain Your mouth … all too big to fail. I’m the curator of my own potential The guardian of…

Therapeutic (NaPoWriMo day 5)

It’s my release My gathering together My focus Push and pull Thick and heavy Hard Soft Whispers and shouts Lust Kisses Nibbles Bitten Eruptions of wetness Deep breaths Quick sighs Low moans Hands on skin Mouths open In ecstasy Therapy    

Storytelling (NaPoWriMo day 7)

Long story short I want to be loved Short story long I don’t want to be hurt again Or made a fool of Or give way more than I get back Or find out that I’m not as special as I thought I was But I’m willing to put myself out there Open my heart…

Horizon (NaPoWriMo day 6)

if you closed your eyes to the confusion in your midst you could open your heart to the promise of our love and if you dared to let the drama fall away you might realize that darkness comes most often heavily before the dawn then if you could bear to let the burden be shared…