With each new person we meet, there is the potential for rejection — On August 25, 2018, I officially came out as bisexual. And I did it publicly, right here on Medium via my article, But, God Still Loves Me. I say officially because unbeknownst to me, many of my family members had already known. Although none of them verbalized it to me…

Finding peace at every turn and growing at my own pace — If I can be honest, this past week has been a great week for me — overall, one of the best I have had in several months. I am overjoyed to see these words typed on-screen. There were some stressful points at work, but the fantastic team I am a…

I will not dwell in the darkness of shadows — I am supposed to follow specific guidelines — certain rules and regulations in order to survive during my workdays. Things have to be adhered to. People have to be pedestal’d and respected whether or not they deserve it. I get it. I’ve walked this walk and hummed this tune for…

A “Colours of Love and Barriers” theme published in SETU Magazine poem — I wake up with three strikes against me every morning; I’m Black, a woman, and bisexual. Before I take my first sip of coffee, or walk my dog or relieve the pressure my sinuses issue daily, I am a prisoner of a wrathful world. There are some who deny the…

Pictures tell the stories we can’t seem to share — I had one rollercoaster of a week. Work was hectic until Thursday afternoon. We had major issues with our phones and there had also been some connectivity issues which made our jobs extremely difficult. When your main priority is to answer phones and schedule patients for radiology scans and invasive…

Free Verse Poetry — I seek the hardness of you — want nothing more than to sink in the parts that make you strong and give you a softness you haven’t been able to allow yourself to consume. It’s time. It’s time. I know the shell you hide in — it’s the same one…

You get Chapel Hart and it’s Black Joy — I am not a fan of America’s Got Talent. I do not watch the show, but I have a very close friend who shares videos of performances with me she believes I’ll love. She is always right. Thanks, Alexainie! The following performance, which aired on July 19, 2022, led me…

Free Verse Poetry — I used to date a boy from the West Side who went to our school on the East Side — we were both young and dumb, unattached to anything, still searching for our own scents and places to belong. I hadn’t yet found the courage to tell young men, I also…