Poem: Two Years I Lived

For two years, I lived without you,  Your smile fading into the past,  Countering notions that you’d last Much longer in my mind than here.  For two years, you haven’t been here,  A total disappearance from me,  A broken promise about an unfailing thee Throughout my years to come.  For two years, you left meContinue reading “Poem: Two Years I Lived”

Poem: My Moment

Far into the night of my childhood, There waited the daylight of my wisdom. As I stumbled, crawled, and cried, A pillar of strength waited to become me. I had no objective when I arrived, And neither did you. We landed. We paused. We stayed. Far into the nights of my womanhood, The crone inContinue reading “Poem: My Moment”

The Oxford comma – yes, yes, and yes

About ten to fifteen years ago, another writer posted online about their dismay when editing writers and realizing they had not caught onto the anti-Oxford comma update. This is someone I grew up with in Jersey City and he was very intelligent. I had seen the trend happen on a few sites, and I hadContinue reading “The Oxford comma – yes, yes, and yes”

Music Monday: Meatloaf

I remember thinking I had just discovered something new and really cool when I first began playing Meatloaf’s 1993 Bat Out Of Hell II: Back into Hell album. MTV and VH1 were playing his epic music videos with all of their gothic drama and I thought myself unique. As it turned out his music wasContinue reading “Music Monday: Meatloaf”

Sunday Night Thoughts: Labeling People

For my Sunday night thoughts, I’ve been wondering why so many people seem obsessed with labeling people on the internet. From race to religion and lifestyle choices, it seems this younger generation has influenced the popular social narratives into a state of compartmentalization. No sharing, no appreciating, no learning from one another – everything isContinue reading “Sunday Night Thoughts: Labeling People”

Poem: Cactus Circus

Cactus Circus by Princess Yvonne Dumas One, two, three, you go, Grow across the surface – With a scorched tip nose And a juggler’s dream come true. Do you know the way from here? Is it straight to the water or my fear? Looks like you’re missing an act. Right there, do you see it?Continue reading “Poem: Cactus Circus”