What choice did I have? I’m sitting in a torn, bright red, faux leather booth with photographs of the same old, white man painting a wall splattered on the table. I do not want to flirt with this long haired, slightly high-pitched voiced Brazilian in front of me. But what choice do I have? WhenContinue reading “Choose”
Category Archives: freedom
Too Much
So – do you think this neighborhood is too gay for you, maybe too poor for you and oh, that means too dangerous for you? Are you just so uncomfortable when you see people who are not like you because you’re not gay – gosh, no; and you’re not poor, not gonna steal some stuff off someContinue reading “Too Much”
Haiku 5
Help us remember the meaning beyond the words; Now we will be free. June 26, 2016
Time
We say it is not real. I have fought against it tooth and nail. I forgot it is the world’s greatest healer. The wind washes over our souls every day. You are clean. You are free. There is no question. May 20, 2016
Carry On
Tell me what type of wind would have made you stay, tempted your shallow roots to grow and adventures to remain silent in the mind, considering the heart instead– talk about vulnerability when all you see is mastery even a mindful soul can grow lonely what bit of sun-dipped skin did you need to see, prepared toContinue reading “Carry On”
Forever Love
The final drop in the bucket, knowing it does not exist that all expands and contracts and realizes its impermanence simply by being free. … A free love– it is all I could ever wish for. .. My hands on your cheeks, tracing your smile and the etches of your mind that I once thoughtContinue reading “Forever Love”
The Story
It’s what we write every day and, whether we are fully aware of it or not, it’s the grandest story of all: The Story of My Life. From the news and social media, to conversations at work and on the street, stories make up the “stuff” of our lives. I truly believe that we are more thanContinue reading “The Story”
Something Real
Compliments of division my life story mingles in threads of Catholicism and the like and I must stop myself from pulling them loose. … Fighting anything will never result in absolution I do not want to dismantle the quilt; I just want to prove that it is nothing more than patchwork. … Positive energy canContinue reading “Something Real”
Too
“You’re independent,” my crush told me, my date for the evening. “You’re a free spirit,” my friend told me, pushing up his glasses with a touch of a finger. I do not “love” either of them, but I did love the words they saw in me between my collar bones and within my eyes, notContinue reading “Too”
Voice
Feel my voice like a finger plucked across a rubber band vibrations ringing through the air breaking no twilight, no dawn, only silence. If you were so blessed with a voice– use it! Proudly, wisely, powerfully, thoughtfully, because a voice transfers more than words, it moves worlds from brain to tongue, words I’mContinue reading “Voice”
Reaching Joy 