there’s a way you hang on to words even after the last letter has escaped the lips even after the last pause even after the last exhale that is you being expectant that somehow the lie will be given up and the truth will, for once, make an appearance and when it doesn’t when it … Continue reading The Lying Game
War is raging in your body Oppression of all sorts under your skin The same that tore your mother down and your sisters, too. The same that will break your daughters because you have not been taught how to love yourself but everything outside of your own. Yesterday, down to your birthskin and into … Continue reading How To Fight the War Inside Your Body
Your walls will go up again. And this time you will swear it. You will swear to keep them standing. You will swear to protect yourself. You won’t break like tired wood. You won’t fall. Your bridges won’t burn because there will be none – no crossing to the other side. No marching against yourself. … Continue reading Homecoming
Lies. Like adrenaline pump life. Make us woke. In just enough time to do foolish things. Because one-night stands are stories we swear to never repeat Until our bodies catch feelings and we attempt to burn evidence of it In several wild sexcapades. Truth. There is something about a person needing several shots of … Continue reading For A, and the many times you have burnt my body
Fears. It is mostly these that creep up on you. Fears of never making enough sense to keep an audience. Fears of never making it to the shelves. Of waking up someday and realizing this thing you have with words is. Gone. Stale. It is being broke. And damned. And condemned. To social invisibility, … Continue reading What It Takes To Be a Writer
You pretend they don’t care so you can also stop caring. Have reason to hate. Reason to shut yourself out. Reason to be bitter. Reason to spite. Reason to have all the reasons to justify your overthinking of things.
I have not read a mountain of books, but I’ve read a lot of the ones I have come across. I’ve never won anything before, I think. So I was pretty excited when BrunchoverBooks informed me that I had won a copy of Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi. I instantly fell in love with the book … Continue reading I won “Homegoing” by Yaa Gyasi and I read the heaven out of it!
You’re a lot of sun. A lot of wind. A lot of rain. And a lot of storm. They’re afraid. Afraid of your being. Terrified even. Of how one person. Can be so full of. Soul.
The one thing I hate both as a writer and as a human being is clutter. I hate the sound of the word. That sound it makes when my tongue hits the roof of my mouth and pushes to the back of my teeth; clutter. It drives me nuts. And that is not the worst. … Continue reading I Hate Clutter as a Writer and as a Human Being
Discovering an old novel I was yet to read languishing around the house was a pleasant surprise which tickled and roused all my reading buds. Since I’ve been pushed, somewhat, into a lot of ‘me’ time lately, I can use all of such ‘lost and found’ books, and every so often movies too. In fact, … Continue reading ‘The Partner’ by John Grisham (A legally thrilling, but ultimately annoying 468-page book)