Beasts I’ve known

One day, when you are brave enough to dive so deep that darkness becomes part of the landscape, that's when you will find my fears. They drift about in hopes of colliding into someone or something they are strong enough to digest. Friends, they are almost always strong enough. Love is a catapult shooting soldiers...

What I Wish She Had Said Instead

  Baby girl, mama loves you. You are so beautiful. You are so beautiful that sometimes people won’t be able to resist the way that looking at you just makes them feel alive because you remind them of what God can do; You look like hope to the downtrodden, but, baby girl, sometimes people dream...

Singing in the shower is underrated

It's a big bad world we live in kids, better get your shit together, or you'll be left in the dust of those that have theirs already wrapped. Savoury image. Thanks for that... Baby girl, all you have in the world to depend on is you, so don't you let anyone in. Build those walls...

A beautiful reaction

Define 'awestruck', she asked them. They stared at her, resolved to fill the air with a dumbfounded sort of silence (which is almost the same thing but not quite as profound) as she steadily met their gazes, allowing them to search her frame for any betrayal of that daring countenance she bore as regally as...

Sonnet 01

A wounded Pride will not rest ere Revenge, The cold, the savage, the bitter to taste, Has pressed its cracked lips to a smiling face And felt such soft skin- from the broken- cringe, As that of petals hoping to bloom again. Those broken lips rip holes through petal-space, like nightmares through a young dreamer's...

Gros bisous

Darling, we are worlds apart but I think you beautiful. My words after the years have allowed us to drift from memory and pain and longing. Still, I will love you. Ton prénom sera dans mon cœur d'aujourd'hui à toujours.  I will trace the ways we've watched the stars like late-night conversation constellations and dream of how...

Breathe, girl, breathe.

Sometimes I forget to stop holding my breath. I've dived, touched the bottom and resurfaced, but have yet to tip my head back and fill my lungs with life. Perhaps its all the pollution in the air that causes me to desist from sucking in the potentially bitter fumes- even if that means sacrificing what...

Failures and learning to do better.

Today, I look around me. I see good and I see bad. I see friends and I see strangers. I see the fulfilled and I see the destitute. This world that we live in, the world I live in, is filled with bitter-sweet. I've been disappointed a lot by various things; missing parents, sibling rivalry, broken...

The wind is rising

"Le vent se lève! . . . il faut tenter de vivre! L'air immense ouvre et referme mon livre, La vague en poudre ose jaillir des rocs! Envolez-vous, pages tout éblouies! Rompez, vagues! Rompez d'eaux rejouies Ce toit tranquille où picoraient des focs!" - Paul Valéry, Le Cimetière marin The above is an extract from an incredibly...