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  • Growth

  • 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…

  • Numbness

    She wants to sleep, Sleep all day , weep all night, She wants to escape the dark realm surrounding her heart, She wants to walk solo as to not be heard or seen, She wants to disappear for a moment of peace, She is numbness walking through her sun and light swimming with the moon.…

  • Her Tray Today

    Happiness in hands, when it goes astray, Feelings of betray, I’ve laid down my tray, crackers and cheese, take me as you please, Picky, sticky, you leave it to be, You will be free, unfed like the bee’s, Pollen is missing, honey is dissing, Flowers gone hissing. I lay the tray, do not betray, I…

  • Crickets

  • Wordless….

    Her mind drips onto paper as heated wax meets its wick, Wordless. Speechless. Mute. Her hand catches sweet drips of symbols as her liquid wax falls onto her lover, She is a fume, dispersing- vaporized flames     to        Her             Anthologies -Cami*Star 2016