Gender-fied

On a quest to manifest my destiny, the stress in me has me questioning my life’s authenticity, so don’t judge me please and pardon me, if I rather chill in the garden with eve.

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…

1…2…3

Dear Morning, I meditate to your discomfort as I sit in my stillness. The sun slowly rises as I inhale and pause…exhaling a promise unto the day.  The monkey in my head does its daily workout, jumping through my mind as if completing an obstacle course. Then as he settles, I am back to my…

Love in the Park

The wind blew and the incense became one with the wind and there we sat. A moment filled with various vibrations and rhythms. The children laughed and ran around as if life was just the beginning. Love filled the air as we were liberated from the falsification of time. No restrictions there to bind us to untrue…

Reflecting 

And it all begins to fade like one composition to the next. Moments which once had substance are now abused like substance.  Appreciation dwindles as you recall things you once cherished decline like the stock exchange. And before you lose all hope you stop and have a think. Realization sits upon your shoulder like an…

I’ll Still Fly

Ask a bird if it can fly without its wings. Now ask a bird if it can fly with clipped wings. Do you see? The bird may be unable to fly but it can walk, run and jump.