I cheated on myself with coconut cake I can’t even begin to tell you How good it feels from the fluffy Marshmallow frosting to the pineapple filling Oh my head is just spinning This twice a year delicacy has been Infamous in the demise of diet plans Recovering diabetic traumas and no One minds the…
Tag: poetry
squirrels in the sandbox (based on a true story)
screeching through the screen door there are squirrels in the sandbox i don’t know what to do there are squirrels in the sandbox don’t leave me out here alone it might eat me or worst give me fleas and bring its friends to eat up all my toys this is atrocious squirrels should know better…
resignation remorse
women hold up half the sky, mao tse-tung i didn’t want you to leave i just needed you to let go to stop squeezing so tight trapping me inside the spaces you don’t want to visit can’t stand to be a part of i wasn’t asking you to leave i was just asking that you let go…
solace
you don’t get to think about it hands over shoulders stretch arms as high as they will go and breath every ounce of stress every care away. repeat.
veneration, an adornment
these hands bring me mud pies with ant filling and are so sensitive he giggles a bell chiming laugh that feels my heart few have accomplished what he does so effortlessly of elders and matriarchs he commands entire rooms astounded my jaw drops at the magnitude of his appeal favorite son a nomenclature he wears…
teenage dream
like pork chops smothered in peppers and gravy i cling to memories of yesterdays long since gone and think on the scent of apple blossoms and rotten pear trees late summer breezes drift through bedroom windows bring a promise of happily ever after full on media driven romance a heart ripe with promise opens little…
midlife aspirations
wind against my face i race hugging the wall the music behind me the pace i keep my own my first freedom wheels to wood floor sweat pouring down my back i lean into it steady and balanced cute not my agenda i’m going for fierce and strong i race no one in particular one…
I just want to testify (press play then read)
sometimes you just won’t understand why life is the way it is i began this journey to reignite in me something i believed long gone…my muse. i thought in the midst of so many disappearing acts over the course of the last decade i had grown numb or deaf to the creative force that once…
recollection: a child’s story
i remember… softly shared kisses on porch stoops the fragrance of lilacs lingering in the air late blooming cherry blossoms and forbidden fruits gone fat from worms and too much neglect i remember… lemon sherbet sticking to my tongue and the watermelon man’s bell ringing ringing watermelon for sale watermelon for sale straight from alabama…
fearfree living 