in that golden haze the undeniable phase of warm summer days a dream to take me far far away find me in this geography wisps of color sights to see imagine me in the breeze, falling softly, undeniably. the start of me, a new beginning, a place to be, another winning. a new leaf, a… Read on
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When I was young I loved lego sets Putting them together Taking them apart Building something new The only person who might have loved the feeling of taking things apart more than me was my mother She saw no need to do it properly The brick remover tool served no purpose in our home She… Read on
I decided to share this poem because on Sept. 11, 2001, we weren't Democrats or Republicans, we weren't Black or white, we weren't Christians or Jews, we were all Americans that day. Read on
“Moon Girl” is about having that “Non-stop” or “High feeling” when you are doing something you love alongside with someone else. Read on
Free Refill Rain down into my cup, Fill it up with inspiration, Looking up to you from here, Like a beacon in the sky, You sit on top the clouds in your denim jeans, Your sneaker’s outsole hanging from the cotton candy clouds, Swinging your feet, I watch you take your finger and etch words… Read on
Reflections from a shattered mirror that was glued back together, -Silver rings catching the sunlight- Sculptures centuries old preserved, -Magnolia flowers at the top of trees; first to catch rain- Paintings that capture the life of a million moments into one, -Staring back at my double mirrored face- Extended observation of particular works of art,… Read on