Waste Not, Want Not

I’m wasting my timein the most delicious way. Telling you no when it should be yes.I want the knowing; want the regret left over from wrong choicesjust because I can. Just because you insist my yes be yesand my no go unsaid.

Loving This Body

I’m learning to love this body on a different level this year, man. Honestly, it’s been such a journey. It’s the kind of body that’s been carrying me along for 28 years and has yet to stop. It might wear down sometimes but most of the time this body of mine keeps it together and

Truth in Another’s Mouth

I seem to be on a trend at the moment! I’ve been thinking about what truth is, what belongs to us and what truth belongs to others and what that all means. I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to lie to yourself and how much it can shock your mind and body when

Sometimes Pictures Lie

Unfiltered #throwbackthursday. This photo comes up on my Facebook memories every year and it always takes me back because this day was such a complicated day. I was out with friends and outwardly was having an awesome day but I was so depressed during this time. And this day internally was one of the lowest

In Honour of Poet and Playwright Ntozake Shange:

A couple of weeks ago, the world of poetry lost one of its heroes. Ntozake Shange, an American playwright and poet who addressed issues relating to race and feminism and a voice that will forever be unforgettable, gave us one of the most visceral and heart-wrenching collections of poetry I’ve ever read. For Colored Girls (who