Month
September 2019
I am of the belief that home is not a place. Hearing the words, “There’s no place like home” really ticks me off because it insists home is a place. I have evolved into believing- and experienced into knowing- that… Continue Reading →
One cup of immense strength A teaspoon of salt for my attitude A sprinkle of gold for the sparkle I bring into every room Two cups of sand for my African roots A whole bar of chocolate for my rich… Continue Reading →
one thursday, i woke up late i wasn’t upset, oddly enough i felt at peace i didn’t rush i somehow was on time that thursday was different one thursday, i was gravely sick i didn’t let this stop… Continue Reading →
