How much of me should I share?

I'm silenced by my own suspicions. The idea that I'm the only one, the only person to have experienced... The turmoil of a broken home. The bravery of telling their story. The bruises revealed underneath make-up. The risk of unfolding a lie. The uncertainty behind each word. The fear of being told, "That's not... Continue Reading →

June 25, 2016 0

What about the roots?

We admire the fruit. We forget the seeds. What if we planted one? We have instead of took. A gardener, the mother of many, and yet forgotten, just like the seed. .. A family tree brings so much more than just life. A family tree brings hope for stronger roots, ritualistic seasons, the waxing and... Continue Reading →

June 22, 2016 0

Only Yours

Your humor brightens my day Your hugs warm my heart Your advice fills my world with vision Your words color my world Your years, a beautiful age is far younger than the world believes, because being young is a frame of mind. Your rhymes and sing-songs remind me that I am a child first, because... Continue Reading →

December 6, 2014 0

Behind those mascara smeared eyes…

Is a woman sad because water drops fall from her eyes? Or is she deemed sad, because the make-up that hides who she is is smearing making the spectators question her truth, fascinated by her façade fading?

January 22, 2014 0