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

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

Naked

I need you naked……… Strip away your reservations and give me your all, I want to ladle your passion, a final request at last call, intoxicated with infatuation, watch my resolve start to evolve, your silhouette resembles an ink blot on the wall… I tell the psychiatrist its love repeatedly…. these feelings I can’t annul…… … Continue reading Naked

She Prayz

First date…… before a morsel was taken from her plate, she bowed her head low and began to say her grace….. as I sat staring, chewing my first bite, feeling morally unequal, conscious calling, more concerned with who was watching, when I really couldn’t see you, your perception of the world, all the things that … Continue reading She Prayz

Ravenous 

With a lack of communication, I’m lost, stuck in a rut, thoughts f*cked up, edging on disgust, minds run wild when the heart’s beguiled, when things get tough, actions are abrupt, even more risky as attitudes erupt, I feel the efforts I put into everything disrupt, I cried so much…… got me reacting differently, I … Continue reading Ravenous 

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