She pushes people away. She knows it. Sometimes, she feels herself doing it but, if history is any indication, there’s not much she can do to stop herself. She doesn’t know why, but she has some theories: Daddy Issues Dad. … Continue reading Chapter 4: Walls
hate all the times you settled for less for second place third for anything less than the cream in friends lovers life with God family at work at school always thinking, ‘maybe this is as good as it gets’ it’s … Continue reading Alive
When you look into my eyes, does it feel like falling? Or are you weightlessly floating into my orbit? Does touching my skin knock you off a cliff? Or pull you upward, higher, higher, past the skyline? Do my legs … Continue reading Falling
There is this raging, fiery passion that draws you to him. That makes you want to climb him like a tree, nest on his lap, and never leave. That calls to you, telling you that if you don’t eliminate the … Continue reading Soulmate
As you turn 50 my warrior queen, I am more than honored to have you in my life. You are my light and my path The only way home that I know. You are beyond and above, the callings of … Continue reading An Ode to My Mother: Happy 50th Birthday!
Found this poem gathering dust in my journal, dated November 4th, 2018. Can’t remember what the inspiration was, but I hope y’all like it. The uncertainty. The silence. The risk. The promise of danger. The questions we cannot answer. The … Continue reading Unlikely Lovers
2 AM, alone with my thoughts at peace with the world just a pen in my hand and the lonely song of an owl stillness, peace, and quiet but beneath the calm, I hear the hint of a noise a … Continue reading The Night Crawlers
i know the devil’s first born son he has never met his dad he thinks the horns on his head are tiny little lamps Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay Continue reading Identity
The sun feels a little warmer on my back I can smell the yellow heat on my skin My feet step a little lighter today If I skip, I will float into the sky Aren’t the colors brighter than they … Continue reading More of You
I’m an ordinary little old school girl, sometimes, and then not I don’t have the latest camera app on my phone I’m not a filters guru I don’t have a signature wardrobe No, I wear whatever feels right for that … Continue reading An Ordinary Little Big Girl: Part 1
I have become the thing I hated The evils I once fought with fervor I now practice with easy grace I want to blame it on love Cast the burden its cruel, cold, and unfair shoulders. But love is not … Continue reading Monster Workshop
When you spread your legs Men sing mighty ballads Then fumble with words They compose great shairis* And whimper like babes All at once When you spread your legs Men make promises Promises they will never keep And some they … Continue reading Tales of Africa: Between Her Legs
People like us Don’t get to say sorry So we don’t When we hand an ice-cream to a lonely kid They cringe When we wolf down the old man’s food He nods People like us Lurk in the shadows Waiting … Continue reading Villains
The Chie Space 