If you would have told me the first time I’d wear a legit two piece swimsuit was 10 months post partum, I would have laughed at you for the rest … Continue reading My First Two Piece Swimsuit at 30 Years Old
It’s around 4am when I wake up coughing. I want to ignore the disturbance and go back to sleep, but I hear my higher self telling me to get the … Continue reading Algorithms Attempt to Mimic God
At the risk of losing everything, I write this and I write it in rage, love, passion, cynicism, cold and open heartedness, disgust, joy, despair, positivity, and in the open … Continue reading My Most Important Post So Far
A sophomore poetry book of 30 poems of philosophical musings about reconnecting to self. Includes poems such as: That’s that.
The mind’s I’s creates Images of a nation From “Image(i)nation” (A Mind Full of Color)
A title fit for social death and the stripping of social credibility. Oh well. Here goes. Why do we love the idea that people might be secretly working together to … Continue reading Embracing The Conspiracy Theorist In Me
“Do you know why you’re here?” she asked me, voice filled with bass. I was sitting in a psychologist’s office. It was so typical it hurt my sensibilities. Soft but … Continue reading Wash, A Short Story
I may not be into celebrating my own birthday or acknowledging other people’s much these days, but I’m sentimental about my art. I released this little semi autobiographical ebook and … Continue reading “Jamaican Accent” Is A Year Old!
What happens when some part of you dies, giving rise to a new you, but your body is still here? How does one grief the old and be open to the new?
The mind 🧠 protects the heart 💚 at all the costs. Read below or listen. To all my people out there who think a lot, our mind is doing its … Continue reading The Mind Protects The Heart At All Costs
This is very different from what I usually write, but I feel it’s just as important to drop this kind of thing onto the page. It may read a little … Continue reading Thought Energy, A Theory
Snatching at the heels of every step I want to take is the demon of desire whispering I’m not good enough and how to be nice and pleasing at my … Continue reading I Am Enough