He listened the way only babies do… fully, without judgment, as if something important lived in the pages. And later, when he rested his head on my shoulder, I realized love had found me mid-chapter, without asking for permission. Continue reading
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Fighting the facade.
6am boxing prep with my new trainer – canceled again. As the frustration is pounding in my heart, I find myself wondering what to do with myself this morning now. Speeding through the streets at the same rate as the tears bolting down my face, I can’t help but think about how the past few … Continue reading
Good Trouble
Happy and hungry for the possibilities of you, except… you waited to starve her right on time to stroke your delicate ego. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and by simply locking eyes with someone, you should be able to determine if they are fit for a season or just … Continue reading
Love and Chance.
Everyone always talks about taking those leaps of faith but no one ever talks about what it feels like when you’re falling. Also, are there statistical odds that you’ll fly rather than fall? I’ve leaped many times before and it brought so many experiences that were needed for my development. I’ve leaped and I’ve lost. I’ve … Continue reading
Treat Me Like Somebody
She scrolled through the staged holiday pictures wondering what the scene looked like before or after it all. There was something in the photo with her wide toothy smile radiating dishonest happiness that caused a great disposition in her movement. Leaning in closer, it felt as if you could identify a tiny bit of anguish in … Continue reading
Hot Tears in a Cold World..
Fatima: She better not replace meZan: You’re not getting replaced. Chill She tucked her phone back under the pillow and closed her eyes to stop tears from forming. For the past few days she’d been re-reading old conversations she used to have with her old friend. The texts had her recollecting all the times she … Continue reading
Be there… until you can’t.
Statements are made to change and words only hold truth until feelings are out of range. The same hugs that welcomed the idea of forever are the same hugs that bid adieu to future endeavors. The rejections of “what if” have demoralized the idea of the sweet everlasting. The acceptance of “it’s too late” encourages … Continue reading
If it comes back, that’s how you’ll know.
“In the most innocent way… … I Dreamed of you. Missed you. & still need you” ♥ //code.jquery.com/jquery-1.11.1.min.js </p> There she stood— in the middle of the night standing tirelessly above the final hole she made. The air was quiet and still while the moon hung low in the sky illuminating her progress. The three … Continue reading
Day 4 – The Burial
The next day we traveled to Isuikwato again. The village: Mgbelu-Umunnekwu. It was the day of the burial of my Grandma Hannah. Preparations galore. From the purple and white decorations to aromatic smell of the savory food; it was very busy in the compound. Yet again, my brother and I found ourselves trying to stay cool … Continue reading
Swim Good
Beautiful sunrise shining through her dirty window She lay in bed accompanied by warm salty tears Sweet guitar acoustics spilling out of laptop speakers Tranquility and serenity surrounds her… Easing a bruised mind, body, soul, …heart. Back on the road, destined for more lonely days Trying to understand his devilish ways Over and over she … Continue reading
Got Hope? 