Ripped from the Pages of My Journal

These past few days I’ve been doing my best to keep myself busy in attempts to ignore this ever-growing knot in the pit of my stomach. I’ve silenced myself from the world — nothing personal to anyone but I just needed the time and space to collect my thoughts. Sometimes I really hate just how…

2016 IN REVIEW

We’re now a few weeks  into 2017 and so far I feel amazing and incredibly BLESSEDT. The past year (2016) was a pivotal point in my life. Yes, the year was challenging for me, but it was also a year of growth. 2016 taught me how to love myself FORREAL. I also learned how to…

The Makings of a Woman.

What does it mean to be a woman? Is being a woman contingent on the appearance of my body — the size and perkiness of my breasts or the firmness of my derriere? Is being a woman based on the old school “tradition” of being a domesticated housewife? To be a woman, am I defined by…

Woman, thou art.

I used to think that I had my entire life mapped out. I’ve always had this image in my head of what “adulting” looked like; I always had this ‘plan’ of what my life was going to look like once I became a “real adult“.

Heartbeat.

There’s nothing more melodically pleasing to the ears than to hear the beautiful “glub” of a heartbeat. There’s nothing more amazing than to see the wondrous creation and formation of life. The only thing greater than that, is to be the one chosen to witness such a creation inside of you.

Black Lives DO Matter…

I was supposed to post this forever ago but late is better than never right? For the past few months I have been kind of silent about all of the racial tensions going on this country but it does not mean that I am ignorant to the injustices. I take my voice seriously and  I…

Writers Block

I have been struggling with  trying to come up with an idea of what to write but I just haven’t really had much to say. Which is a huge contradiction because I actually DO have a lot to say. I have so many topics that I want to touch on but I just cannot seem…

Can I Talk My Shit for a Minute?

I hope that y’all don’t mind the influx of poetry that I’ve been releasing but as most of my fellow writers and artists know, creativity cannot be boxed in and is multifaceted. This time I wanted to embark on a new approach on love. I wanted to write something completely paradoxical from Love Crumbs. Something that’s…

Love Crumbs // My Final Love Letter

If there’s one thing that I have missed, it’s writing poetry. As sad as it may be, whenever I’m in pain or hurt is when I usually record my best poetry. Not that I am a pessimist or anything like that but there’s just something so raw and intense about heartbreak.