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  • 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…

  • Lost….

  • Easter… 

    Aahhh…the joy of Easter. Easter has different meanings to different people, different religions and cultures.  In my childhood, Easter meant family. It meant waking up to Easter baskets full of goodies. It meant family smiles and laughs. It meant Jesus, but also the Easter Bunny. As I look back, I feel nothing but joy for…

  • Frontal Flower of Death

    Her soul went from the most beautiful frontal-erected flower, full of love, ambition and passion while spewing vibes that dissolved all evil. He tempts her day in and out. Surrounding her heart, he lays, laughing, lying, awaiting to never be caught.  She slithers as he lies with no remorse. He grins as her erected flower…

  • Lost is not Broken…

    Lost is not broken. As broken is not being lost.  Lost is not finding your way back. A pit stop. A moment of transition. Being lost is temporary until you find your way back home.  Broken is being torn to pieces. It is being shattered. It is never being able to be who you were…

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