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When all else fails, move on
Why are life experiences so repetitive? That feeling when you know you’ve been there before, emotionally, and you already know what happens next. It’s so conflicting. It’s like you want to hit fast-forward to see if life surprises you this time. But it doesn’t. And you want to know what the (not so) funny thing about it is? You gained experienced the first time you were there, but somehow you still don’t know how to handle it; what the best course of action is, or what the process will be like. These are meant to be lessons, but I’ve learned nothing. What I’m referring to in this particular post is…
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Better Than – Poem
I deserved better. better than those crumbs better than the lies you fed me about work at the epicenter of lock-down I deserved an explanation for her late-night calls and her gleaming smirk when little did I know you two still talked I deserved better than a one-day notice and a one-sided story about us I deserved better than meaningless words and your heart-eyed emojis in other girls’ inbox I deserved a conversation, to be looked into the eye day or night when we talked I deserved warmer hugs and, what were we, after all? I deserved an explanation about the things I was too innocent to be aware of…
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Danger in a Stranger
I can’t seem to move past the praise, Past the chase, past the pretty lies I was too blind to decode in your embrace How you want me, but you don’t? How there’s no one like me but they all are when you need some? I can’t seem to find solace in water alone Or in mantra lines or in all the fish in the sea Or in the bullshit that’s supposed to heal me when I’m torn When the tequila is weaker than your moans and your cologne and though I’m grown and I’m strong I still can’t find my way home I can’t seem to be able to…
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Hey Girl, You’re the Full 3D Experience
And so much more! Don’t let fiction influence your reality. Remove everyone’s eyes from you. Forget about everyone’s views of the “ideal” breasts and you’ll be alone in the room with the only critic that matters: yourself. It’s important that you understand that you’re not a walking magazine cutout. You’re the real deal, the full 3D experience, if you will, with working organs that cannot be trimmed down (or blown up, in our case) just to fit the mold. Love your assets. Just a sweet little reminder for all my ladies out there to not conform to social norms and beauty standards. This is an excerpt from my little book…
