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  • 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…

  • Battle With the Bottle

  • addiction haiku

  • Broken pieces of glass….

    He left our physical world ten years ago like a thief in the night; it is never the same. He chose to play the dice game of life and death, slowly taking his own life. Shattered teeth swallowed unto his stomach, bleeding, burning as its mixed with gasoline. He drank every drip until it was…

  • hectic world.

    I want to sleep till the morning sun kisses my eyes. I want to awaken to the soothing sounds of birds singing. I want to lay on a white cloud and sway away where I feel calm and peace from within. I want the rain to wipe away all my tears. I want to swim…

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