Your Attention – A Poem

Hi…Let’s go waste timeDid I mention IThink you’re my type? We…We could just be.Exactly what…Each other needs. Passion creeps in a good waySay it out loud, you want to stayAnd I…want to take my time…

Light on My Feet

Almost every morning, I make bread to go with breakfast. I enjoy doing this because it eliminates buying items that only last a few days. Whole wheat flour lasts me at least a couple of weeks, and there’s so many things I can do with it. This week will be interesting – I have writing…

🥀For Women like Me – Nia, from The Fray🥀

I am sipping wine on this fake holiday, but instead of celebrating a country being usurped from those who already called this place home… I am celebrating 🥀The Fray🥀 Dear “black” girl, we did it. I’ve written a lot of books, and all the main female characters are a woman of color. I made sure…

🥀Perfection🥀

Miguel’s hair is tucked behind his left ear. Nia blushed. Paul looks exactly as he should. Everything is perfect. I am exactly where I want to be. I’ve done exactly what I wanted and I couldn’t be happier. This is a better position that I could hope for. No one is running my work into…

New Episodes for 🥀The Fray🥀 are Available!

My fingers were crossed for Nia’s reveal and ABY did not disappoint. I appreciate them sticking to the novel, everything has been beautiful so far. Two more episodes were released, this as the first neared 90k views on Instagram. This summer is going to be epic! ABY has expressed they are attempting to release more…

Dusty

Venus is exalted in my charts, in the place it should be. Venus in Pisces means it’s exalted. So my love for fashion, beautiful things and always needing to doll up is an expression of that. I am once again complaining about how dusty everyone is. I’m not saying you should be just like me….

When the Shift Settles

There were small things that occurred, and I kept going -“maybe that’s why this person lied.” You know – a little recognition and people want to be your friend. They see your follower account and assume you have some magic recipe. I still worry if I’m doing enough. I do recall all that I do,…

Bandwidth – A Poem

The type to float through the nightPretend not to tryCoast till tears dryI remember finding myselfAfter I lived too long in hell. Now I have the chance to build upBetter than beforeWatch my spread my wingsWatch me fly and soar I hand a better chance becauseThe past has been left behindNo more milk to spillNo…