oh mr. sun
The calla lily groaned, and stretched in her pot as the water coursed through her arms. It had been a long week. There was no water. When the woman left in the daytime, the windows remained closed. The lily and all the other plants would just sit around with their tongues out until she gotContinue reading “oh mr. sun”
‘rona writings
I am in love with at least five of my friends. The relationships I have with them are what I feel like romantic relationships should be like, but they aren’t. I am not sure why. I am guessing it is because of the expectations that those relationships hold, and the limitations that come about asContinue reading “‘rona writings”
Things I Wish I Knew
Last week, two friends came to me full of angst regarding being able to do all the things that we as mothers have to do, while still having time for ourselves. My advice was, “Get some help. It’s 2020.” There is nothing wrong with wanting to make money, and be an amazing mom at theContinue reading “Things I Wish I Knew”
BLACK MAN LOVE LETTER
When I started working for New Earth, I noticed it. They were tall, and stunning. These men, deep, dark shades of brown. This is not to say I never noticed that my men were captivating. This is just to say these were different, and grabbed at my collar in a new way. I grew upContinue reading “BLACK MAN LOVE LETTER”
Perejil
Goose pimples and delicate silver chains Lipstick stained spliff Shiny toenails and curls from Elmina Castle and perejil I like him. Our fingers touch. Creation of Adam and Storm. This is an unfamiliar dish Barramundi,chlodnik, biltong I don’t know how to do this. Like eating with chopsticks. Don’t judge. Easy things are hard for me.Continue reading “Perejil”
OMG!
I lived in Santa Monica for close to one month. This is where I ran back to God. The first time we met, I was in college. We were briefly acquainted many years ago when I first started getting fever blisters and my brothers would pick on me mercilessly. Standing at my window looking outsideContinue reading “OMG!”
Dulcimina Grip
Mari stood in the kitchen wiping her hands on a soiled dish towel. It was littered with crumbs and debris from many days of cooking and mothering. Taking a moment to decompress and lean against the counter, she closed her eyes and took in the sounds of her children skipping around in the backyard. TheirContinue reading “Dulcimina Grip”
Look Who’s Talking
George scuttled along the floor with Yoli, tickling his ribs as he went. The gurgles of laughter seemed to pour right out of the little boy, coming from his tummy and making their way out through his big loopy curls. It had been a long day at work, and all George wanted to do wasContinue reading “Look Who’s Talking”
A New Love.
I found a new love. Or maybe a new way of loving. Either way, it just occurred to me there is a little lane on the highway of whatever this thing is that we are doing, and in a little space past friendship, there is a place called almost, where you don’t necessarily need toContinue reading “A New Love.”
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