Urban Feng Shui

(Trying to rid yourself of that which embodies you, Unwilling to be a product of your environment and ungodly views, change your surroundings instead of allowing them to determine who you will be, there is a relevance in an ensemble of elements that’s required to achieve a certain level of chi…… these modernized metaphoric representations … Continue reading Urban Feng Shui

Kloud IX

Astonished at how your absence results in periods of sulking and brooding, equanimous with duties, ruthless beauty has me senseless and moody, carb consuming, presuming that the weathers gloomy, only the grace of your presence is soothing, polar opposite of boring, curiosity is luring me into adoring you and imploring a date or two and … Continue reading Kloud IX

Winter Storm

The storm inside is identical to that of the environment, very far from meek, the whip of the agitated wind kisses the blush of my cold cheeks, as the winter storm peaks, I’m slow to speak, the inevitable future seems so bleak, tears escape me but are hidden well within this cold sleet, I was … Continue reading Winter Storm

Dove’s Cry

Sooooooooooo, I’m showering to get ready for my humpday quesadilla and margaritas…… when I spot it! The voluptuous white bottle clearly labeled “Dove Bodywash.” I recalled the recent outrage regarding their commercial, where viewers insinuated that its purpose was discriminatory. A single tear flowed from my eye (although it could have been a droplet of … Continue reading Dove’s Cry

That Feeling Inside

What is this feeling of pain that teaches me,  has me locked away for days so that no one reaches me, repeatedly defeated me, energy depleted me, hurt and left in a lurch, no time for others,  what’s this “for one another” selflessness, got me on some temporary selfishness, can’t assist others with their problems … Continue reading That Feeling Inside

Klaustrophobia

I’m closed in, confined within my mind, simultaneously paraplegic, leg-locked, soothed by adult beverages, shifting my mood with melancholic shots, I savor the rancid flavor until my thoughts blocked,  but the edible relief doesn’t make me obnoxious, my toxic, boxed in environment got me boxed in , my depressions topical, it’s shifted my optical, perception … Continue reading Klaustrophobia