When the weather turns awful, a cake lost its taste or my hunger becomes an addicting dull ache, this only leads me to my internal trepidation. When my bones begin to ache, my eyes drowsy, and my head empty, what comes next is the loudest scream – silence. Here comes the season in my life… Continue reading Escapism Is a Bad Drug

Under your gaze, a glare burned a soul,I counted one, two, three; I ran away,Wearing torn satins and silks facade.Tongue sliced layer by layer,Words skewered like  the sword Excalibur;Sheathed in the heart, bleeding me dry.And now, a collar wrapped my neck-Dragging me back to you, honoring debts.Unfortunate: I was sold, I was bought.I wasn’t black,… Continue reading Being more than civil makes me unhappy