Society has a way of making the reality of getting older seem like this devastating occurrence every year that brings us closer to death and takes us further away from our youth and any goals we have yet to accomplish. When you’re a woman, you may get the usual “You’re getting old” or “You better... Continue Reading →
He watched her sleep thinking that it would be the last time he would ever see her face. This little girl he had spent four years raising as his own would have a hard road ahead of her, but he couldn’t stay to watch it. He just couldn’t raise her to be a sacrifice. Running... Continue Reading →
They were doing a shit job of leading her down the stairs to wherever they were taking her. The black hood over her head didn’t afford Neema any way of seeing where her feet were landing, so she tripped over them a few times before they reached the end of their descent. She focused on... Continue Reading →
It's a process. I work at it everyday and understanding what that means for me without being concerned about if my happy gets in the way of someone else's. It's good to prioritize yourself sometimes. Who else is going to do it?
I grew up in the church, so I know all about praying without ceasing and looking to God to solve our worldly problems. Whatever is is, you get Jesus on the mainline and tell him what you want. He might not call when you want him, but he's always on time. *taps watch and looks... Continue Reading →
Nothing new tonight. Something new tomorrow.
I had this whole story in my head to write today before the news we got. Another person, someone else's child murdered and no justice to be found anywhere. What do we do? How many times can justice be asked from a system that refuses to give any? What other recourse is there? That's what... Continue Reading →
The feel of lips The sound of catching breath between kisses Tightness of grip around waist The wanting to stay in that moment The meeting of eyes Hands that whisper against skin everything words can't say
Zania looked at the ring on her finger and wondered why it felt so heavy there. She looked across the table at him and the smile that beamed back at her made the room seem smaller. It came to her, she had been going through the motions of living a life that she didn't belong... Continue Reading →
I am my father's daughter. I am my mother's daughter too. An earth and water sign loved each other long enough to make someone so much like the both of them that most times they were equally in awe and frustrated. I strived to be more like my mother and nothing like my father. Our... Continue Reading →