Enter your email address to follow this blog. Fluttering a Universe of Air. The Beginning and the End. What a difference a week makes.

Bright rays cling to rainbow flag. Between this breath and the next. Reminds me of the blood that fell. All of history meets my eye. Hurrying to meet that long ago flame.

Keep in the BaARTz Loop. Silk and Linen Mat prints. The Sun Is In My Mouth. Drawing It Out - Online Art Therapy. The I AM Change Course. Seven Goddesses I AM Creative Course. Kids In Touch - KIT.

Writings based on my realities, dreams, and wild fantasies. Things I got from my parents. Òrìṣà Bí I ya Kòsí. Imprinting words in my daughters. Celebrating the women who have gone ahead of us. The ones who are along with us. The women coming behind us. We are proud of the ones before us. In support of the ones by our sides. We encourage the ones coming up and behind us. Òrìṣà Bí I ya Kòsí.

Monday, February 4, 2013. The thing about secrets is that, one day, one way or another, they will be revealed anyway. During my quest to finally find out who my mother really. Thursday, January 31, 2013. My Body is Entitled to Peace.

Follow the broken pieces strewn about. On the yellow brick highway. There is something stirring here. Pick up the pieces and run to the nearest place. Where they do not know your name. Here you may start anew. Fresh beats for your heart. For which there is no home. We all go to hell. And wake up and wake up. Like babies outside the placenta. Living life searching for connections. Yet long ago we cut the cord.

Gallery as of November 1, 2014. php? Gallery as of November 1, 2014. I have put most of my efforts into. This blog will continue on a new blog called, iAMaBOO.

Saturday, May 5, 2012. On hiatus with the moon . We are all only here today because what came before this did not kill us. Find monthly events on Facebook.

Poetics cool out of the rafters. Surviving the Struggle to Success. He started Writing, The paper started speaking. Poetics cool out of the rafters. What goes in must come out! Surviving the Struggle to Success. get the fuck up, dust yourself off, and keep pushing forward.

Poetry is soothing, phenomenal; drink it with a tall glass of beer, soda, mint julep, or iced tea. Monday, February 4, 2013. Nothing is permanent in writing. Mary Oliver, veteran poet. Thursday, January 31, 2013. I soothe you when your.