a free verse poem — my neighbor has thunder in her heels. she storms down our hallway, but at an easy-going pace. I smile — say, "Hey, there!" in my slight Southern drawl. she smiles — returns the greeting. on our end of the hall, there are four doors. I catch her mostly, turning the corner like her…

A free verse poem — the love wrapped up in someone has fought its way out — eager to greet the world and shower us with bath bombs. how kind must a heart be to devote its time to creating gifts with essential oils and other ingredients melded together to share with hundreds? me and…

Watching a sick senior dog finally at peace is a slice of heaven — It was a regular Sunday morning — nothing out of the ordinary with my sleep until I heard Jernee whimpering and scratching at her crate. I looked at my alarm clock —05:00 AM. I breathed out a sigh, slipped on some clothes, unzipped the door to the Little Monster’s crate…

On the tail-end of a recent move, I’m basking in light — I awakened this morning to a pool of emotions — overwhelmed by their presence, I called my job and reported the absence I knew I would be taking. …

Senryu 8 Parts —

A free verse poem — The move into our new place was a smooth, yet exhausting one. But aren't all moves exhausting? Jernee is adjusting well, and I am elated by this as she hasn't always been the best at accepting change. The Little Monster has already embraced two favorite spots, and I am eager to see…

A free verse poem — From the beginning, I've been happy about the choice I made to loc my hair, and I still am. The journey is an interesting one, and I am learning more about myself and my hair with each passing day. The beauty of going natural is watching various changes with the…

A free verse poem — I had grown complacent; my time to change and maneuver into a new space almost eluded me. Somehow, I found the strength to push through fear and allow excitement to take over. When you’ve spent five years in one space, you're going to do one of three things: remain in that space with…

A free verse audio poem — I have never been the type to brag, so I won’t start now, but I am okay. No, really. …