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By The Blow Dryer I Sat Down and Wept

Hair light and smooth, spending at least an hour under the blow dryer, I decided today to spend the extra time I had on stretching out my cuticles. It’s been a longtime; my schedule does not permit me to sit by my hair power tools. I wanted to see how long my hair has grown, so after my hard labor was done and ran my fingers through my straight (more…)

The Apple Speaks

Working with the youth for the past 3 years has taught me one thing: I have turned into my mother. The realization was unsettling at first. What child wants to know that they turned into the person that they were seeking independence from ( a good portion of my life ) and now I say “It’s not so bad!”. Those “I told you so” googly eyes has been lodged into my DNA, unsuspected and comes out just as quietly. Now I’ve accepted it. Fight all I want, it won’t change much, it is already within me.  (more…)

139 Words

I am compelled to write. Write about I don’t know. Sometimes I’m convinced everything has been already said and all words have been spent. But then I think, ‘there is no reason for my own self-defecation. My sweet release is waiting for me to take letters into my own hands. I mold them into my sanctuary, my memories are safe from the Boogieman.’ (more…)