You caught my eye, I know I was looking for something vibrant; a red rose, a pink one, or maybe just a snapshot of enough coffee to make my day. But then I scrolled down and you caught my eye…not as subtle as it felt, but more like a full grasp, like “hey you!” So … More Vision

In the Quiet

My biggest mistake is my inability to keep my innermost thoughts to myself. Sometimes, it is adding one spoon of sugar to my coffee instead of just sticking to two spoons. So when I told Grumpy, “I like it when you don’t talk to me,” it was meant to fizzle out in the thick air … More In the Quiet

Shards of Glass

We love Thursdays. You and I. It’s the one day we can say brings out the truth in us. I love Mondays but even saying this in your presence is exorcism. “I know everything about you,” you say. I tilt my head so I can take in your demeanor. My Mother says that you can … More Shards of Glass

A Reader’s Life: Things I do not want to hear in 2019

There is no greater joy than losing and finding yourself within the pages of a book. However, life’s tough for any reader both offline and online and I’m setting the record straight on some comments/remarks/questions that I sincerely do not want to hear this year. Oh, so you read that? Yes, I read it. I … More A Reader’s Life: Things I do not want to hear in 2019

Call Me Sunday

Call Me Sunday when you come undone. You are the sweet taste of a lazy morning, a yearning for that service, communion of sorts…I squeeze you in words, wring you in thoughts, and pound you in feelings. I am not the pestle but rather the mortar that creates room for pounding. Happy is a state, … More Call Me Sunday

Books for Aurora

Nothing beats going through a family library, a collection of books that made an impact on a loved one so much so that they preserved them for years. I shared a set of books I’d set aside in 2015 under “Books for my daughter.” I’ve read many more titles since then especially ebooks. So, whenever … More Books for Aurora

Right here

This right here is a confession, a concession, a thought…call it regression, but for what it’s worth, it feels good to release these words. I pick and prod at them. My Mother always says “be careful with your words, they are the only thing you can never take back.” So, I sit…right here. “Every market … More Right here