What on earth made him do it? Fall for her… of all people. All us women knew she dripped venom. But she bewitched him something fierce I reckon. He went after her likes bees swarming a honey tree Mamaw said you can sugar coat a…

Today sun fills my open hand with birdsong, flows along my arm, tickling fragile hairs awake. A drift of mint reminds my nose of dappling leaves waiting for me. Water flows across my toes as I share a drink with the garden. I wander on,…

Season of the Awakening   Apparently they didn’t know didn’t know things were so bad   But somehow between being locked down stuck in our houses forced to live via screens   and watching (apparently they had to watch it) George Floyd be lynched  …

Recipe for Disaster: Stress Overthink Worst Case Scenarios Psych Yourself Out Manifestation   Sprinkle a little stressing out over the situation you’re faced with. Make sure to add around 4 cups of overthinking in addition to the stress, and marinate the situation with both for…

Following Hour 7’s Prompt (2020) ”Season of the Dream” by H.J ©️   The winds of change are brewing – Trading out Fall’s leaves for Summer’s dew; but playing roulette with a virus or two! Summer’s dream is not how it seems; But delays don’t…

Imagine nothing made sense to you anymore. All that you knew to be true was false and vice versa. How many homemade Nutella peanut butter cookies would you eat? Definitely leaving my options open, but I’d down at least five. Doesn’t seem like enough now…

The thunderstorms have been promised by the radar Oven at 400 kitchen melts Languid days rush away away Contradiction contraction Later the skies close the world stops starts

Met you once, but I can’t remember, Though your legacy lives on, Switching tickets that would have taken us to Australia, Leaving the war to visit your family, Lying about your age to get a job, I often think of you when I’m scared, If…

The corners of my mouth lift slightly, long before my eyes sense the dance of daybreak. Sweet voices on my windowsill. Younger ones reply, eagerly awaiting something squirmy Ground beans releasing their nutty aroma Hiss and gurgle into the pot beneath Bacon spitting at potatoes…

seasons come and go giving color, taste, and love let’s enjoy them all. @Mejia – Hour Seven