Quote of the Week

This is something I have to remember because the journey to have a career as a writer is tedious and unpredictable. You just have to create, release what you produced, and let it go. You have to trust your audience will find or gravitate to you.

Fragmented Love

She fell for a man with two personalities; one which she loved and one she tolerated. Differentiating the two was not a difficult task. The personality she loved was adoring, generous, and admirable. And the other was riddled the chaotic energy and cruel words. Bitter words she endured because his undesirable personality was an episode….

For The Rest of Your Life

“For the rest of my life,” the officiant orated. She repeated the phrase in her mind As many times As thirteen seconds would allow The bodies filling the seats in the audience Remained frozen with anticipation The groom stood before her With a shaky breath Escaping his agape mouth As a quizzical look adorned his…

Four Letters

Love Four letters for a word so heavy. A word that could mold worlds and start wars Love. Complex and abstract. Too consuming for shallow minds to comprehend It’s the gentle touch of a soul you’ve known for ages Or the comfortable silence of a person whose presence is just enough. Love A feeling that…

Old Time Love

Give me an old time love Crafted by two souls Destined to adore and Nurture all the dimensions that construct our world Not a life sentence measured by the duration of suffering one can endure But a love with two beings Bringing out the best in each other A love that makes silence comforting With…

Left Unsaid

They were lost. He insisted they weren’t. It was the arrogant-stained confidence of his baritone that struck one of her many wound-up nerves provoking an eye roll. An eye roll he missed like all of her other mannerisms that displayed her displeasure of the state of their relationship. A relationship that had spanned for six…

Black Girl Resting

They didn’t see her Although she stood erectly before them Feet planted firmly on the revolving terrain Curls weaved into rope-like braids putting Rapunzel to shame Deep brown skin that shone under the sun’s blazing glow She was a work of art A marvelous creation Too majestic for them to understand her existence So they…

This Is Goodbye

He was her weakness Brown skinned kryptonite The one person whose lips could make her throw caution to the wind Whose touch had her acting out of character He knew the power he held Wielded his affection as a weapon Used his love as an anchor Keeping her close even though he had no ambition…

Old Flame

The sip of robust coffee coated her taste buds Giving her tongue the hug her body ached for. Yearning for the embrace of his arms around her. Fulfilling those promises he texted her. It was suppose to be a romantic getaway just for the two of them A chance to meet again And rekindle that…