What I am now Is not what I was Who I am now Is not who I once was The Girl who hung her head in shame and Dared not tell others she Sees the dead and collects tarot cards and owl figurines The girl … Continue readingI am that: I am.
So it has come to that time of year, when we all choose to reinvent ourselves and change things, we create resolutions and all that good stuff. I’ve never been inclined to create resolutions, but I do enjoy looking back at the past year, and … Continue readingMy Year in Review
There she stands she- the girl no one seems to want to love, there there she is there she stands the girl solitude, she embraces love, she chases but to no avail, they don’t seem to want what she has to offer: adventures love goood … Continue readingThere she stands
Love is chaos like this swirling of emotions chaotic like I love you and hate you and love you and sometimes I cant stand you lovd is chaos a giant echo of everything our parents taught us everything we’ve seen we are the aftermath of … Continue readingLove is Chaos
Love a wild woman. Do it. Love her in her beauty and carefree attitude love her when she cries emotional tears over sappy movies you watch a dozen times with her and they still affect her love her when she wakes up early to drink … Continue readingLove a Wild Woman
We all have plaster of Paris on some part of our life In some place within us, there’s a bone that was broken A promise not made Or not fulfilled Each of us has plaster of Paris slathered somewhere Painted over with hopes … Continue readingPlaster of Paris
Broke up with Brooklyn Our relationship was not going well you see I Prefer to be with those who when I love them, they love me back I broke up with Brooklyn Said goodbye and bid farewell All I gained from BK besides my … Continue readingI said goodbye to Brooklyn
Some of you may know, if you know me personally, that I had been on a dating site. Yes, really. I can’t believe it either. When I had met my ex-husband, it was before online dating. Before him, the men I’d dated, I met through … Continue readingThe Perpetual Virgin
Would you love me if I’m faded? Would you love me when I’m not new? If I tell you I’ve gotten ugly, face faded into old age, would you love me still? I am not a play thing. I am not a thing to … Continue readingThe louder the cry, the more clear, the choice.
All the world’s a stage, and I promise-I’ll remember my lines. All the world’s a playground of laughter and cultures and languages I’ve yet to learn, all the world’s this wonderous place, and I promise you tiny pieces of sacred chocolates here and there, scattered … Continue readingPromises