You Are A Woman Most Beautiful

They look at you, but they do not see you. I know, love. The world does not understand you. The man you love, whose hand always seems to find the small of your back, whose tongue sits in your throat – you are beyond his perception. The being who birthed you in blood and water can not comprehend  … the type of woman you are. You are a different kind of beautiful. You are a woman most beautiful in her wilderness…

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The Edge of the River

  Legs drawn to my chest, I sit just beyond the water and write with the hope of finding you in the words. I have been here before and too fondly recall the dangerous possibilities of hope. Only a bit of you is…

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Polka Dots and Penguins

I think the secret is out about my love for thrifting by now. Aside from it being a cheap way to maintain my wardrobe as a working Mommy, the thrill of searching and finding pieces with such character and…

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It Has Been Easier

Art hurts. Art urges voyages and it is easier to stay home. – Gwendolyn Brooks This first half of 2016 has been full of beauty and equally terror. Today there is no deep, captivating prose. Today, there is just a…