Your hands on my hips.. He says “I want you to feel traces of me on your skin”.. It feels more like sun kisses and giggles. I can’t help but giggle.. Deep.. Hearty lapses of happy.. Traces of your fingers up my spine.. Air is thick.. Time is frozen. I hold my breath.. He says,… Continue reading “Speak to me”..
The idea of something new, Something real, Something different scares us. But darling… How else are we supposed to discover Magic?
I want to lose myself. Let. Me. It is necessary! Necessary to shed my old skin, The dry, scaly presence of the past. Switch off! Switch off my mind, the tic of time, the constant shadow of the present. Get lost. Lost in Me, The universe of My possibilities… Only to be found within myself.… Continue reading Lost and Found.
If I told you that this time last year I was homeless. Would you believe me? I would sit on the pavement at the entrance of a tall block building in the middle of city. The place they called “The shelter” was just across the street from where I sat, and I would sit and… Continue reading A True Story.
I. I am Vulnerable. Yes. I am work. A work in progress. I am working on This. I can be Real. Is there any fun in that? I am Real. I Do exist. On the Inside. I Do Exist. On the Outside. I Do Exist. She is Broken. Yes, I just referred to myself in… Continue reading I.
I think of the years gone by.. Add our past lives.. Take away the now, the present. Would you have seen us here? Does my presence surprise you? You are a part of me! Like, it was written.. Lifetimes ago.. Not like I need another limb to fix me.. No. Like, you are a… Continue reading Like, I was made to love her.. been working at it..
Do we inherit our Parent’s Sin? I often ask myself this question.. You see, I am my mother’s DNA and I am my father’s traits.. “You’ve got your mother’s walk” they say, and your father’s smile. .. what I would really like to know is, Have I made the same mistakes? Have I walked In their… Continue reading Forgive me for I have sinned.