Count Down – September 3, 2014 The clock ticks and time talks As this teeny tiny person hears a tingling twinkle The twinkle remembered as a child challenges classmates like a game of chess The teeny tiny person began having marvelous mind mingling moments to themselves Tantalizing thoughts of teeny tiny persons who were similar […]Read more "Count Down"
My First Love It is hard to leave him behind To walk away from the man that held me As a baby and also as an adult He is hooked up to machines That do the work for him More time for word searches Some days are better than others Today he does his best […]Read more "My First Love "
Setting an example for someone else to follow To inspire To encourage hope To try To obtain inner peace Chasing it to distant corners Tasting it In short, sporadic intervals Maintaining a light in a hurricane wind So that others can see it Sometimes they […]Read more "Whatever You Call It"
I dreamt that 2SLGBTQ rights were overturned. That we were criminalized again. That we were hunted down. Made to confirm to people who we were not. Assimilated. Terminated. Because of our love. Because of the misunderstanding of others. No more parades. No more marches. I saw my exes get taken away. My friends turn into […]Read more "Found and Lost"
Animate objects both big and shiny. Bend through the rivers, the trees and clouds. Crowds gather to witness such creatures. They’ve never seen them before. Wondering how they move. Producing smoke without fire. Do they breath? What lessons do they bring? Mass creations with no vision. Children laugh and watch. Adults approach with caution. The […]Read more "Beasts"
August 8, 2016 A haircut is felt with many emotions. Equating if a a side bob or a simple trim would suffice. Snip, snip, snip a stylist uses all tools that they come equipped with. A transitional time that we usually choose for ourselves. What if someone else is pulling […]Read more "A Haircut"
Look through my glasses. And stare into my eyes. For there is no lie. That I may look forward almost blind. I may not see what you see. Or read how your read. But I’ll succeed in my own way. Textbooks and make believes. We follow until […]Read more "And Why Not?"