Monday Mantra

Stare into the void and talk your shit. Words have more power than your present circumstance I’m a boss A slayer of doubts A maven of creation Every obstacle in my way will be temporary and I will shine like the star I am  

Windows

Dark as the night’s sky The windows to her soul told him nothing. Hinted at no space where they could share common ground An invisible cloak hid her loves, wants, lusts, and wishes All the things he coveted to posses and craved to know About the mystical being that captivated his undivided attention   Photographer…