“The World’s Too Big, Mom”

Sitting there with my sweet son watching the Man of Steel hearing these words resonated through me. It touched a place in my heart that was still raw. Somehow though looking over and watching him I thought about what would have happened to all of us if we did keep our world small. Not na├»ve…

To the Only Girl I Ever Loved

I mean we try to navigate the best we can through life but it seems like all of us have been set up to fail. It’s hard to know right from wrong especially considering the biggest lies ever told are the ones we continue to tell ourselves. As long as I can remember the only…

Divinely Intertwined

Do you believe in divine intervention? Seriously what are your expectations for your life? Both in this and in the next? There is so much, “he was this way” and “he did this stuff” and “this makes him good” and “this is why he is bad” but there is no mention of who the hell…

Three Sides (the formula for complete annihilation)

Each and every one of us had our finger on that trigger before those shots actually rang out. We have this underlying desire to kill off anybody who is different than us. Anybody who dares to live in their own true authenticity we feel threatened. Pull yourself in again.

One Foot in the Grave

I keep one foot in the grave because admitting to be an active participant in whatever this life is has become far too much. We live in this world where everybody wants to save these closest racists from going under fire. Why do I have to walk amongst those that show over and over again…

Please God Wake Me

I wake up covered in blood and wipe away my tears. It’s not me I tell myself it’s the disease. Looking around I hope that my reality has changed. If you could wake up anywhere where would you be. All I want is to somehow be back in the 90’s. Nobody understands me here. Fitting…

Mentally Exhausted Living Free Extinct

I don’t understand what makes somebody think in such damaged proportions to the point where an outcry of violence is all that is left. I can’t help but think about the times that my high school boyfriend grabbed his 3 year old sister by the neck and threw her into the drywall. Her cries were…

The Living Nightmare or Truth

You don’t all of a sudden awaken from your nightmare and continue on your day. Except for me I get to because I live in a world that isn’t so scary for me because I am white. What is portrayed to me on the internet and even sometimes on television is somebody else’s living nightmare…

The Convoluted Perception of Life

The meaning of life by definition has never truly been defined. I mean linguistically it has but our purpose for being has not. Each life different by design so open to be interpreted has the originator sees fit. However, we tend to close our eyes and hang on living somebody else’s dreams out of fear…

Before We Were Kids

The convoluted truth of who we once were is a mere figment of our imagination. We dare not think against those that we think are our friends out of fear of being totally abandoned and isolated. We see glimpses of this behavior in the way the treat each other and even worse how the treat…