Forest Gump

Reading has always been like music to me. I could close my eyes and see the words hovering above me in the air…taking shape into the story,character’s laughter weaving spells around me, landscapes enveloping me…so it’s no surprise that I would use it the same way most people use music; to help process. There are…

Untiltled Ramblings.

Romantic Love is never and has never been enough for broken people to find illumination for their path. There is so much more to life to be fixated on the love of one person. Be open to love from everyone in your life and things will be different. Love your friends, love your family, love…

Coping

I’m reading to cope, trying to find comfort in the books I read over and over. One quote I’ve been reading over and over again from one of my favorite authors: She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite…

A Death in the Family

While the title sounds like a poorly casted 80s movie, it’s really my life. My grandmother passed, on Monday. I never took notice of how different it is for Caribbean people, culturally. We kept a Wake at my uncles’ house, that no one had to announce. After I heard, I started to prepare for the…

Remembering my Great Grandmother, Susan

Her name means joy, I try to keep that in mind every year as I remember her on the day that she passed. The day rushes back to me vividly and suddenly I am 12 and I’m rushing home from school because my Grandmother called the Principal and my teachers and told them I needed…

On leaving the past alone

Today, as comfortable as I’m learning to be in my own skin, I reached out to someone I previously said I would no longer speak to. There wasn’t any more of a reason than usual. I care. This is my greatest strength and my most easily exploited weakness. I have a tough time thinking that…

On being better to myself

One of the world’s unspoken but known rules is that no one can be as good to you as you are to yourself. I never quite understood that when I was younger, hell as lately as last year and I was eternally wrapped up in always doing good for others and hoping that some how…

Deep Breath

Today was harder than yesterday. Everyone is telling me that it’s going to get better, but it seems like it is only getting worse. I can’t keep recanting the story over and over again, scrutinizing the details and going it over it with a fine tooth comb doesn’t seem to help. 

Getting Late…

The siren’s voice in my ear beats as slowly as my heart, firm determination in her words matches nothing inside of me. My chest rises and falls with almost no purpose. She sings to me ” It’s late and I’m feeling so tired”. Its as if she’s here with me, travailing this unpaved road leading…

Brooklyn Boy

I never thought that I would fall for a brooklyn boy, all chocolate brown and sweet as pie.