I lay next to you in bed and I realize that our relationship is the rawest love story never told.
Category: Writing Chronicles
The Other Woman’s Story: II
I’m willing to be kept in your back pocket, as long as it gives me the ability to be next to you. Read Part I here
Naked Truth
A bare face and a pure soul, I ask nothing more but for you to see me. I know this is new to you, something that you may not be used to, but I had a feeling that between all of the good vibes losing time in each other’s eyes, I lied to you. I…
What is Poetry? My Own Little Personal Essay
The closer I get to finishing my book, the more and more I think of publishing, and the more and more I think about the many times I told myself I would publish my poetry. I have sang this tune to myself many times, and still I have not completed that task. It is a…
Training Blues
I wish I could listen to my music all day long ….even in training…
$1M bond For Ohio Mother accused Of Killing 3 Young Sons
The fact that they even gave her a bond is surprising to me. I would have denied bond on her. This is horrific. $1M bond For Ohio Mother accused Of Killing 3 Young Sons.
Playing with Fire – The Intro
I never thought I would see the day when I lost everything. I look back and wonder if it was all worth it. It’s a funny feeling when your wrongs catch up to you. You finally see the error in your ways, and wonder to yourself “Why didn’t I just come clean in the first…
The Power of Influence
Originally posted on The PBS Blog:
What if I told you that inventions were built on your smile? If I told you, that babies were made from your good morning? That because of you someone glided their way home today. Kissed sunshine into the arms of a loved one, or sat down to give birth…
Your Love Never Existed for Me
I had fallen for you, So much that my soul yearned for any one of your 5 senses. I didn’t think it was possible, but you brought something up out of me that I thought was buried under a mountain of regret and broken hearts. You were honest, you were pure. And that scared the…
Food for Thought
We say we are in love, when in reality we are just existing in each other’s spaces waiting for the other to detach; when we know, neither one of us is brave enough to admit that love is more than existence. So do we love each other, or do we just exist with each other?
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