For the Motherless Child

But who celebrates the Motherless child? Who remembers the Grieving sibling Whose life was missing Love and comfort Or the children Riddled with the loss Of she who bore them? Who loves the Worn down souls Unable to open Computer tops For fear of seeing Everyone else's joy As they Sit alone. We are conditioned … Continue reading For the Motherless Child

On the Merry Go ‘Round

I've felt so much upheaval in the beginning of this year. the last month has been an up and down battle of struggles and survival. Things have shifted and changed multiple times. I've been forced in positions to face more parts of myself and accept the reality of others. My process feels unsure at times. … Continue reading On the Merry Go ‘Round

All Of This Is Just a Hologram

Endings become beginnings sometimes, and frankly, it doesn't always feel good. No. It feels like being a valuable crystal ball, dropped and shattered, then listening to the one who drops me saying, "Ah. It's just stuff." Yanno what? My heart isn't monetary. I'm not just stuff. "Well, I paid you back." does not erase the … Continue reading All Of This Is Just a Hologram

Streams Of Consciousness | 6.25.15

I am here weightless. Ear tuned to every sound. The fireworks are starting. A week filled with the explosions of war. I despise the celebration of generations who've been traumatized by genocide. Headphones. I'm trying to stabilize. Can I float off away from this place yet? Work to do, but goddamn, I'm tired. Inside. Down … Continue reading Streams Of Consciousness | 6.25.15