Playing Spoons with Captain America

We played Spoons last night with Captain America and we all had a blast. Cedric the entertainer wanted to make sure you had had fun. And you said you did. Good, I said, I'm glad.   I have to learn to be patient. With myself and my children. It's...

It's Friday—I'm in Love { }

Before her summer ends— She settles in with the thought Of bursting romance   The deepest purest burst The sour of being herself What it feels like to be her—   Upon opening  Just before suckling skin There comes her...

A Second-Filled Moment

Vacant stare and eyes of brown, for one moment there is vacation in her. Letting go is the hardest thing she does everyday—and she knows she has it all. She needs a vacation from what she knows. About herself, about her children, about those...

A Walk in Her Shoes

Trust me when I say: I get it. Pardon me when I tell you: you don't when you say the same to me. Because unless you have empathy you never will.    I used to think narcissist was an ugly word. Now I see it as nearly cute. What I have learned...

You Will Love You

You are beautiful, today—although the you don't feel that way, you are wonderful. The day will come when you will be more beautiful, than today; maybe not today, tomorrow or next week—yet, you will. Because you will feel it. Because you will love what...

A Place of Love - {3}

She's a tender intuitive Like many she's met   Constantly self-critical Consicely self-chronicling    What did she do, now Could she do anything right   Just justly

She's the Same Girl

  She's a Warm cup of tea And not the traditional kind But the spicy  Vibrant Sometimes snarky kind Gentle  Kind reminder kind And a Hold me to it Kind   Just Always there for me Tea I guess you could say ...

One Against Many

When did this feeling arrive   When did the pain  Become pain When did it not bother to say it was here When it was here all along   Smile She said     One against Many Is just how it feels. 

You Think You're Better Than Me

Don't you— In fact, WITH EASE, when you think about it—you are smarter than me. You're always more right than I. You're more right than nearly all of us, aren't you. I bet when in a single exhale you realize you're so much smarter than us you...

Quinoa is Quiling Me

Killing me. And my intestines. I am in such pain, look 3 months pregnant, walking around like 9 months pregnant feeling like I'm past due. Bed is the only semi-comfortable place I can bare. WTH Happened Supposed to be good for...

Real Women Leave Voicemail

Real women leave voicemail. Warm and friendly. Sometimes. Harsh and direct. There's no time for light pleasantries when you're nodding a hello cruising through the grocery store on a lunch hour. Do they even call it that anymore.    No time. No...

In His Words

I have the audacity to believe that people everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality, and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down,...

A Willingness to Forgive

Looking back she caught tears, two—no more, settling at her cheekbone. If a gust of wind was nearby it would have been easy for her to blame it.  Warm lifts her heart, Jane, but not lately and she is inadvertently and unnoticeably terrified of...

Movies stay with me for Days

I was sorting through past posts and found this one and realized I occasionally make errors not in my favor; while my goal is kindness and reVitalizations for me. Sometimes my fearlessness of jumping in with both feet works against my...

What She is Learning

I learn so very much alone. I am brilliant alone. And I am also vacant—when I'm not aligned with learning every minute of every moment of everyday. Why is that, you ask.    Because learning alone fills a void. For this very moment, she said.   

Edit Me

You know she knew You could tell by looking at her She was confident, she knew—All She needed to know— For now   Days away Long ways away Long ago   They raised her well Well enough   He raised her Her Father...

Erroneous Satirical Ass

He wagered every fucking thing, minute details and large enough to fill a room awkwardness. And when he did, he didn't arrive and she let him off the hook, every f*cking time. Her mother was a lady and she tried but— So she left him, she left him...

Utter weariness

She was violently kind Criminal in her inactivity  Toward being anything  He wanted In her  Ever again   She gained strength in this  One ability To be everything she ever wanted To be  For herself For her children...