No matter how big we think we are, we, dispensable, selfish beings are truly an accident of cosmic birth.
How wrong was I to think that they needn’t a home?
I’ve thought about it too often I had to write it down, no matter how disturbing. I seasoned a whole chicken yesterday for the first time. I’m not vegetarian nor vegan. I’m not even pescetarian (Although, I aspire to be) … Continue Reading Recipe; Juicy roasted child
I don’t suppose I can feel the same way again in this life time. Perhaps, in another.
as I tell you all this-
as I tell you this while my hands tremble,
while I turn 300 shades of red,
while your face is a complete blur from tears I shed
to what I’ve lost decades ago
Do you still wonder if I’ve killed my husband?
Why is it that even after knowing about his ways I still find him whole?
Cock the pistol
pull the trigger
she won’t die tonight
you can’t kill the sun
you cannot shoot its rays
And that’s how we were are,
I’m sorry, thats how we were
Like I wrote in the previous post I Am The Mountain, I discussed that I had written a love letter … Continue Reading Love Letter To Myself
I am the mountain
not who climbs it.
They say cleanliness brings you closer to God
Illustration created by Hakim El Haj I’m always stuck on replay repeating my words over and over Do I … Continue Reading pissed
I don’t fear to trip on my feelings or typing it I fear feeling it.
I write to force the readers to feel pain for at least the little while it takes to read my … Continue Reading I Write
A bed doesn’t always signify peace and warmth A bed is where people end up going to at the end … Continue Reading A bed isn’t always peaceful
Illustration create by Hakim ElHaj The river that starts at the tip of my tongue, through my esophagus and … Continue Reading River in my mouth