Writing

A Poem – Week Forty-Nine and My New Poetry Book is Available(!)

This poem was written on July 31, 1997. Time Is Short and The Water Rises Life is short and sweet, So you have to move on There is no time to waste We have to move on Before the water covers our heads And everything will be over Because time is short And the water… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Nine and My New Poetry Book is Available(!)

Writing

A Poem – Week Forty-Eight

This poem, written on November 18, 1996, is a companion piece to the recently posted poem, Self-Hate. Self-Love Today's the day I'll be all I can be Today's the day I'll stand up for me No more falling in the shadow trap I'll reach the top And achieve my goals I will never stop Working… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Eight

Life

💃🏾Flashback Friday – I’ll Never Dance Again💃🏾

I mentioned before that I was a dramatic teenager. I have to admit that I was also a dramatic child. Growing up, one of my favorite activities was dancing. I never had lessons, beyond one summer of tap, so I was mostly self-taught. I particularly loved trying to imitate Janet Jackson, Paula Abdul and Madonna.… Continue reading 💃🏾Flashback Friday – I’ll Never Dance Again💃🏾

Life

🤬Flashback Friday – 6-year old potty mouth🤬

Do you remember the character on Tiny Toons, Foulmouth? He was a rooster that used language that had to be beeped out of the cartoon. When I was six, I was a lot like that rooster, without the benefit of censors. After my father's death, I rebelled against his strict parenting. I decided to use… Continue reading 🤬Flashback Friday – 6-year old potty mouth🤬