life creates your fiction, fiction creates your life.
I'm at a loss for words sometimes. & Sometimes the tide gets rough and knocks the wind out of me, simply because I can’t believe what I see. We are all standing in a sea of dreams, with so much opportunity. We are left with hope, to rise above the water. Even if it's just... Continue Reading →
Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →
This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each other’s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →
The reflection contains so many flaws She imagines herself differently; She has flawless skin, manageable hair, and nothing has to be plucked. Her instruments cover the sink, objects bought, others handed down. Her own hands cause the most damage. She goes through the motions of covering, taking her time to make sure her imagination is... Continue Reading →
Clear realistic proportionate true transparent, You. A steamy mirror rests above the sink my warm finger streak across the warm steam. Patterned lines steam face steam. Brown eyes with smeared mascara watch me. Black rivers meticulous gaze, what is she thinking? Oh, how this face will change today.
Think about it, it's a hard question to answer: every quality of each age is judged by pure experience with the age group....soo how old would you be if you didn't know what age you are?
A Place Only We Know Driving her on a country road,with the windows rolled down and the speakers blown.A hot summers day, bathing suits showing,a grin and a wink lets the dominoes start falling.Their hearts start racing,the dirt road starts to end at the foot of a lake;he asks, “Wanna jump in?”She smiles and says, “Race... Continue Reading →
the way our lives are reflected and seen
Break the silence. End the violence.
Don't be afraid, just turn the page.
Film, Music, and Television Critic
Life or Fiction? 