Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
The unshaven man in front of the clinic who smells of neglect and looks belligerent, as though he always has to have a cause to make him visible, now holds up the picture of a bleeding fetus, declaring his one power to participate in creation, no matter on what terms, Read more
The words are peeking in at the oddest times they want to say so much but I shelter them from eyes. I need to protect their vulnerability they need me too much now rely on me like a child. I want to make it stop during these moments I want Read more
You, are not just something I write about – for, of, around or under. You, are something that flies so close to my wing then dives down for a fish. Does not tell me of the school. A wise therapist once told me my blue eyeliner made me look pretty. Read more
In Phoenix, it seems as if you can see forever on the desert floor without mountains to block the view. The flat geography provides a perfect vista to watch summer dust storms arrive. The storms arrive in a slow crawl, picking up momentum in a snail-like fashion. They appear to Read more
We live in the dirty, digital age of Celebrity wannabe where everyone, including me, overshares everything. At the gym today, I was listening to Ryan Seacrest who is literally…EVERY PLACE… EVERYWHERE in our psyche, and exhausting our subconscious. He was talking about how North West loves to play with makeup, Read more
We couldn’t survive the hurt Our injured, tattered, fragmented souls had weathered too much and we couldn’t weather each other any longer I tried to love you back to me Tried to love you back to life but life didn’t agree I miss your energy with every fiber of my Read more
“To rise, first you must burn.” ― Hiba Fatima Ahmad Dear Mike, When you were alive, I never quite knew the day of your birthday. Kay had to inform me the day you were born–“Oh, did you know it’s Mike’s birthday today? I’m having cake and ice-cream later on. Pleeeeease Read more
If you had told me I’d be going to my high school reunion with a cast on my arm, I wouldn’t have believed it. After all, I was still in recovery mode and doing physical therapy following hip surgery a couple of months before. I could almost picture going to Read more