The world was her stage and I secretly gave her the title, Queen of Everything. She was only ten years old yet carried herself like royalty, spending her afternoons walking an imaginary runway in her mom’s heels, schoolbooks precariously stacked atop her head. I looked up to her in much the same way I did my… Read More Queen Of Everything
I come from nothing. I tell my children in hopes they will have an appreciation for our nice house, their own bedroom and bathroom, all the activities they get to participate in, etc. It stems from my concern that my children won’t find a source of motivation in their lives. My childhood looked a lot… Read More I Come From Nothing
I watch them from the back of the church as they gather together, looking unsure in their black suits and dresses – attire fit for a funeral. It may actually be their first. I’ll have to remember to ask later. Teenagers are meant to attend basketball games, concerts, homecoming dances. I guess this is… Read More Fallen Bridges Are Rebuilt With Broken Hearts
I didn’t plan to kill her, but all brides walk through that front door as though they own the place. It’s my name on the sign, Mona’s Bridal, not theirs. They’re not better than me just because they were able to hang onto their fiancé. Now I’ll never get the blood out of this white… Read More Mona’s Bridal
Darkness in light. Light in darkness. Silhouettes of what used to be. Time stands still. Minutes speed past. Unaware we remain. A state of chaos. A need for peace. Trapped within our own fear. Lashing out at what we don’t know. The world turns on its axis, yet makes no forward progress. An endless spin… Read More Broken Not Bent
The moment I hear the familiar creak of that old front door, I am free. A weekend at the lake house is always the best therapy. Better than shopping or God forbid, laying on some quack’s couch, dredging up pain and suffering from my childhood. I love it most when I have it all… Read More The Inheritance
Tensions rise, storms assault, pressure builds Home sweet homes destroyed Roads flood over emotions Overdue cleansing takes us by surprise Flood exterminates hate sparks Subtle change, an almost imperceptible shift Animosity pulled by the current of murky water Colors muted, lines blurring Hostility replaced by desperate yearning Guidance, a beacon of light Sun rises, infusing… Read More Flooded With Compassion
“Eat Pray Love,” a New York Times best seller for over 200 weeks, could have been more aptly titled, “Whine Indulge Repeat.” Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, currently releasing its 10th anniversary edition, is touted as the story of a strong-willed woman who leaves her husband, country home, and successful career because she is unhappy with these… Read More Whine Indulge Repeat
Nationwide is on your side. It’s on repeat is what it is. His sweet little voice transforms into the equivalent of nails on a chalkboard every time he belts it out. At the dinner table -Nationwide is on your side. I cringe. When his sister is in the midst of a teenage crisis, he sings… Read More Foreign Policy
Love was abundant Hate hid in the dark Shadows of terror Stained hearts Beating amidst promising life Cut short by suicide Orchestrated performance On world stages Of heightened threat level Playing arenas where screams Echo instead of cheers Of celebration at a concert Music to their black souls Stripped from mothers’ arms In defense march… Read More Shadows of Terror
