BC // Day 5: Micromanaging Creativity

As the days go on, it’s been increasingly difficult to get the challenge posts out on time. Why? I chose this struggle for myself as a way to ensure that I was breaking fully from my existing pattern of writing sporadically and only when in high states of emotion.  This recent explosion of comfort with…

BC // Day 4: Let’s Catch Up

I got knocked health wise in the past few days – nah, not Big Rona but the demons have started to dance on my uterus. That of course, put me a few days behind on the challenge so I’m going to play catch up by getting a few done in one post. Challenge Points #23…

BC // Day 3: Love is Worship

Love is the ultimate worship – first, the discovery of by seeing others, the finding of self through others, the exaltation of self as the greatest love and then the actual real work; loving outside of yourself. 

BC // Day 2: The Princess and the Pea

We are on day two of the Blogging Challenge and I decided on #11: Your favorite childhood book. It’s hard for me to choose just one book so I’ll go with the title that actually is categorized as a kids’ book; The Princess and the Pea. I remember it being the only one that I…

Blog Challenge // Day 1

I’ve written a few blog posts in a row and it feels good or whatever so *clears throat* I decided to find a challenge I like in hopes that it will keep me consistent or at the very least, vomiting words. I came across this one at MyFictionalWorld and posed it to the homie and…

You don’t hate tiktok, you hate change and other stories

It’s been really interesting to sit on a platform of “revolutionaries” and free thinkers, folks who if you let them tell it – were crucial in shaping the culture of Twitter and social movements – hate TikTok. TikTok is the future. Sounds corny and maybe it is, but I see the vision and I feel…


Kiss me until my lips swell in protest one that we are committed to ignoring show me the subtle magic of transfiguration while your tongue teases mine  and we flirt with danger “you taste of honey-wine and sunshine my love. welcome home”  


There is beauty in the discovery.

Day 17

P.M. Did you pray for me the way I prayed for you? Pages filled with intentions, dotted with my tears splotches of ink and corrections You’re my dream made flesh My fertile oasis in the desert You choose me again and again.