Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
*Note: This poem was inspired by the struggle women face in the workplace to be taken seriously, to be seen as powerful, strong, and confident, rather than objectified, and stereotyped. A silent wonder. Just some skin, Segmented, cut, altered. 36,28,36 Measure up Or measure off. Hard worker Easy on the eyes. Long Read more
Had THE TALK with my daughter tonight. Well, not THE talk (that came years ago) but the more difficult one, I believe regarding: what happens in the event of the sudden death of a parent? For me, my folks let us all know there wasn’t/isn’t anything. It was easy. And Read more
Many of us have marinated in our sorrow because of the loss of a loved one, a relationship with someone or the loss of never even knowing a special loved one. My daughter taught me something years ago that still rings true today. Wendy has always idolized my mother, whom Read more
I am a living fireball of queer energy, and as a result, I am a challenge to those who haven’t yet embraced their own queer identities, queer voices, queer individuality, and uniqueness. Being a walking, living, breathing embodiment of political activism isn’t my intention, but it’s what I am cast Read more
Trophy (troh-fee): Anything taken in war, hunting, competition, especially when preserved as a memento; spoil, prize, or award. Anything serving as a token or evidence of victory, valor, skill. A symbol of success that is used to impress others. A carving, painting, or other representation of objects associated with or Read more
The news is so negative these days. Everyone is fighting or upset about something. So I thought it would be nice to step away from the news of the world a bit and share some arbitrary random facts. No thinking involved, no debating, no negativity, just a little fun and Read more
For all of my sisters around the world my love for you resides beyond the gaze past the communal judgments and social constructions guiding me through my endeavor of raptly discovering the real you the one behind the mirror image without makeup or mask ephemeral and mysterious whose story needs Read more
Your silence speaks of anger… Your words, when they hatch at last, burrow like tiny poison darts into the softness that surrounds my heart, turn it into a bitter shield. What did I do? Surely I did nothing to invite this punishment? Or is it my very inertia, my passivity, Read more
