She said “Kiss me with your teeth dug into my lips... Arms so tight it hurts... If it isn't pain how do I know it's love? ” Psst... Tell her love won't injure you! Love is letting go knowing they won't harm you!
My old friend
My old friend was a beautiful round-faced bad B! Hardshell and loudmouth... But when she quenched her thirst she was the softest... You would be cruel not to want to protect her. Way before I earned the title mommy... This girl called forth the mother in me. And the effed-up part in me went on …
tic tac shallow chest
What baby? Are you afraid if the frame falls apart, you may have nothing more to offer? Is that why you run to count your tic tac chest? How sad... To see a man with great potential... Yet unaware... How sad the younger me would take him as an assignment... She would say “let me …
The effed up parts
Let the cracks speak.. How about making a playlist for them on Spotify dancing in the fog... How about making a category for them in our blogs/books... “The effed up parts ” and write poems the way the cracks would have it...
Walk with your sisters
Being a woman is naturally having the art to tap into the feminine or the masculine... It is dangerous to walk this earth without sisters by your side. To help you understand what a being you are. Delicate if allowed to blossom. Hard if the tides of time desire you to have a backbone.
The hardiness personality
The other day I was at a session with this therapist. Before our meeting, I had answered a bunch of questions online that would help her understand/evaluate my mental state. “You scored below the normal,” she said... According to the list and their profession of course... Scoring below the average was a cause for concern... …
Kalgaceyl jahwareeray
~ Markaan guurso inaanta ku idhii aaboo nimada waad ku nuuriyee... ~ Iyo markaan isdhahay tolow ma garab martaa talada dakhtarkoo ma nasiibsaataa cafimaad daro sii uu aboo unoqdo... Jeel jahwareeray... Ayaduu isku key ilaawsiinayeey ana labo jeer baan nafteeyda wanjali garay...
Body image
How I see myself matters the most. Now you may disagree and come up with suggestions on how I would look prettier if my vessel were less... Less here less there... And you along with your opinion I can throw out... See my voice, however, remains. And I say to myself... Man oh man what …
I am more
I am more than a face More than a smile More than a walk, more than a while I am depth of a well, sit a mile with my bones they will tell you the truth... I am a safe Secrets kept in a dragon's den I am a lover of peace I don't throw …
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