Like Afro beats the rhythm captures my roots, my heritage, the song of the ancestors. Blessed am I the way… Read more Dance to the rhythm of now
Passion was once something I possessed then through my possession my grip grew faint.
Jose… Why do I reach for you when my soul’s dehydrated? Knowing I need to quench my thirst, I call… Read more The Cuervo Effect
On a quest to manifest my destiny, the stress in me has me questioning my life’s authenticity, so don’t judge… Read more Gender-fied
Lessons never hurt so good. Make me grow as a woman as I knew they would. Teach me what I… Read more Weeping Willow
I love money. There I said it. I love the finer things, exotic even. I have a need for speed,… Read more Confessions Part 1 (The Realization)
Her chuckle was precious. The very essence of a toddler’s joy. And in that moment, I gazed. The sky was… Read more Innocence
We dug for records today out in Princeton at the local shop. The smell still lingering at the entrance of… Read more Today in Princeton…