Do You? I sit at the table holding my breath, as you give me another one of your backhanded compliments. Do you still love me? I watch you as you play your video games, ignoring me as I ask you multiple times if we need…

The world outside the window changes every day. The flowers bloom each spring, as the sun smiles their way. There are insects crawling, searching for something to eat. The birds sing in the trees a soothing song so sweet.   The world outside the window…

On The Move (inspired by my painting ON THE MOVE)   Do you ever rest, my beaver friend? All night you swim about gathering here and there more building materials more décor for your abode it’s seems an endless job   You ply your trade…

Ghosts look my way a menagerie of them floating above the bed at night, perhaps my father communicating with me from beyond the grave.   Ghosts look my way in the morning when I walk past the pond, drinking in lilies and red-winged blackbirds, my…

Newest way to get lost 1. Download Google Maps 2. Follow blue line Walk 3 ft Catch the 56 bus for 36 stops (See neighborhoods) Get off and walk 400ft to Blue line stop Wait for the 126 bus 3. Look around for bus stop…

Many things Many things Many things aren’t what they seem Many things Many things Many things aren’t worth seeing either Many things Many things Many things speak of many means Many things Many things Many things lack their meaning still Many things Many things Many…

The waves of kindness rush to the shores of help and recede without expectation.

May your smile never be forsaken. May you never know fear in raising children. May you never be stripped of identity May you always know dignity. May you feel pride in your name And your culture mirrored in media with positivity. May you live in…

For Hour 3, I used both text and visual prompts. I’d recognize that bridge anywhere I don’t remember where it is but it’s the one they always show whenever they talk about that park I’d recognize that bridge anywhere I don’t remember where it is…

All newborns need nurturing. They are not medals to primp on a breast. They are human beings brought by love and shifting them to daycare for a bigger paycheck is a travesty. It’s no one’s fault:  somehow it is now the norm in a materialistic…