Chaotic Rambling - Our Thoughts Unleashed

My hair is coarse. My hair is textured. My hair is, frankly, sovereign. It has its own zip code, its own weather system, its own opinions…

I’m not sure what’s bothering me more these days: the unwelcome hot flashes, my strong-willed toddler, or the fact that my brain seems to have either…broken entirely or hit its maximum storage capacity and is now politely declining any new information. Like, “Sorry ma’am, memory full. Please delete unnecessary files.” Cool. Which files? My sanity? My will to fold laundry? My ability to finish a single task? Because those seem to be the first to go. If someone had told me ten

Poems for my third book. ********************************* Where Warmth Still Lives ********************************* Beneath the glow of city light, Where shadows stretch through restless night there walk the souls we seldom see, yet bound to us, as we should be No lesser hearts, no dimmer flame, each one a life, each one a name with weathered hands and tired eyes, and quiet dreams beneath these skies A story rests in every face, Of love once known, of some lost place Of lau