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  • Growth

  • my eyes (only)

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • Dysfunction

  • Evil Needle…

    Did you know that I knew you were addicted to that evil needle? That damn massacre of an inhumane of a life! It took every piece of existence out of you!  It was famine, no devotion, no spark, you were simply tormented down to addiction.  You were lax, reckless, negligent for the concern of your…

  • Love Demands….

    He may not realize the nightly love I have for him, under that moon as we stand, I embraced that beautiful moment hand in hand.

  • Free Love

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