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And A Glimpse

All forms of desire that shouldn’t be desired slither into her young mind. No two thighs touching and the sighs they breath out:...

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Women Who Inspire: Oyindamola Shoola, Author, and Poet

This entry is part 2 of 2 in the series: Women Who Inspire This is the second installment of a new and exclusive series here on Feminine...

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Day 356: A Love Letter to My 30’s

This entry is part 8 of 8 in the series: This Is 39 You were the decade that made me a wife. Again. A better wife this time. This time I...

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The Crazies

Are the precious ones with the most colorful souls Painting love in glorious hues of aqua, fuchsia, tangerine and gold The crazies feel the...

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Grief: Whose Business is it?

“So Your Mom Died 2 Years Ago? It’s Time To Move On.” In October of 1986, when I was 11 – my mother’s father died. My...

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“I Love You, Daddy”

I admit it; it’s true. I’m far too sensitive for a grown man. At any given moment, I could easily find myself whimpering, sniffling or...

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There is a Hooker in All of Us. Isn’t there?

Originally published October 14, 2015 When I was small, I used to tell my mother, “When I grow up I’m moving to...

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Death of a Racist Cousin

when the death call came your confederate ideas and vile vernacular came swinging back at me like a bloody noose from our haunted family...

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Freak Show

I had always wanted to be the center of attention until I was shackled into the main attraction of her sideshow. A three-ring circus and...

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Conscious Posting: The Difference Between Bragging and Gratitude

Facebook can be fun. Social media in all forms – can be entertaining. Instagram is cool because I like photos. I like to see the...

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Chocolate Melted Hearts

I’m a rainbow sprinkles twist kind of girl, or BlackBerry Ice Cream straight from the dairy farm. So when exactly, at what precise...

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How to NOT Become an Altar Boy

Since the beginning, I can remember I’ve always hated the Church. I just could not stand it. Way before I first watched Joel Osteen and...

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Aggressi-Kissing 101

I have a love-hate relationship with the movies, especially romantic comedies. When I was a teenager, the passion-power of chick flicks...

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Five Thoughts

Five long, sticky and clinging thin, thinner, thinnest: numbering. One small and short, a stubble amongst the firs on her palm, the rest...

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Born to Fly: The True Story About Women in the United States Air Force

MOST OF US have heard stories of World War II, passed down from relatives, read about in history books, or witnessed via documentary films....

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A Lovely Conversation Amongst Strangers

Redemption was in order, but his sins outweighed her ability to forgive. Two friends, turned strangers, once lovers, now hardly knew each...

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Women Who Inspire: Kate Torgersen, Founder, and CEO of Milk Stork

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series: Women Who Inspire This is the first installment of a new and exclusive series here on Feminine...

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The Mmm of Her

I always left feeling less of myself, like I had left little bits of me with her and I started to wonder what she did with them, those...

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Spit It Out

I wish I could get rid of the taste, it is metallic and poisonous, like burnt pious self-righteousness, unpalatable. I want to wash and...

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Sticks and Stones

You are better than that, so much brighter than spewing and spitting rhetoric. You are morally responsible and dignified. Honor is your...

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Day 302: Bye, Felicia.

I have written a million poems about my body. How she couldn’t stay in her lane, fit in her assigned container, listen to directions. How...

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Arsonist

I see a corridor and I see it with all its edges. I throw a burning ember on the wooden floor and the mustard wallpaper suddenly shudders;...

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Laughing with the Sinners: My Life as a Jehovah’s Witness

By the world’s standards, I was a good kid: I didn’t smoke, I didn’t drink, I didn’t do drugs, and I didn’t get into trouble with...

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West Of The Deuce

The town was Show Low named for a poker hand way up in the White Mountains of wild western Arizona how very ironic we met in a poker...

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Still Waters

there is so much beauty and so little time which makes me tearfully treasure the breath of life and your sun kissed shoulders and...

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It’s JUST a Measurement

If we allow the weight of that emotional baggage to tie us to that measurement, then it can do damage, then it means something, then it can...

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