On The Run (A Cry for Attention)

I wonder if our views crossed paths, if suddenly I’d see your need to position yourself on the block daily for a ‘happy’ meal. The only side of happy you get to experience on the regular, although irregular moves can be unpredictable, you find a way. Perhaps, if my mother was cracked out and my…

Internal dialogue

Ah what’s the point. You can do it. Blah blah. *Screams* I have a new business idea. Hmm…will it work? My account is overdrawn. How so? *Screams* Pizza sounds good. Who are you?  

Weeping Willow

Lessons never hurt so good. Make me grow as a woman as I knew they would. Teach me what I need to know. Help me find the courage I needed to grow. Sometimes, I cry like a weeping willow. Tears fall in my pillow, I try hard not to let them go. Too much pride,…

Confessions Part 1 (The Realization)

I love money. There I said it. I love the finer things, exotic even. I have a need for speed, although there are those in need, my hunger bleeds for more. Penthouse style lofts, the finest wine, double time, yeah that’s me. I tried the whole minimalist thing, it worked, I woke, I gave, I…

Innocence

Her chuckle was precious. The very essence of a toddler’s joy. And in that moment, I gazed. The sky was a Melancholy blue. And I began to sink deeper into the present allowing life to wrap me like a blanket in the still of a brisk evening, isn’t it deceiving, believe me, I’m breathing.

Today in Princeton…

We dug for records today out in Princeton at the local shop. The smell still lingering at the entrance of my olfactory system is reminiscent of the 40s Jazz scene. Packs of Marlboro lights mixed with aged scotch, I basked in the glory of the past; then I glanced at you and smiled. Your physique…

Going Cray

All neurosis is blocked creativity. Our greatest pain is our unfulfilled creative potential. – anonymous

Steady Pace

I read the Bible looking for answers, like cures for cancers. The slightest damsel, I undressed and distressed, slight stretch, I finessed my way on to the next quest. Feet moving like track spikes, in place, the chase to the finish is sure to diminish my strength. Yet, I withhold the fear and prepare for…

Resurface

Today is uncertain. Trying to connect the dots and exist right here right now. Avoiding the plaguing thought of society’s definition of “success”. There is an internal battle taking place within my body’s fortress. I can feel the tension in my hands. The knots in my stomach. Stress is striving for victory. Unbeknownst to me,…