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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…

  • Self-Loathing

    Immersed in her own tears of self-loathing, she sinks deeper and deeper, as sea creatures eat up her heart and soul… -Cami*Star 2016

  • Chase Her

    How many times has she stopped in her tracks for a piece         of hope….               Not this time,                     now you’ll have to                           chase her down….. -Cami*Star 2015

  • Poetic Mind

    Her poetic mind is a hot-burning mess of existence…  -Cami*Star 2016

  • A Poetic Flame

    A poetic flame should not be touched, It stings like a million bees attacking the tip of your heart, sensitive vibes flowing through their veins as if drunk with the beating of every human emotion, eyes are pointless in their world as they can see with their vibrations, they can feel every sad tear to…

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