Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to have long, luxurious hair. And not just braids or weave, I wanted my hair to grow from my scalp to my behind, and beyond. My style idols were Aaliyah, Sailor Moon, and foreign women whose hair reached their ankles. Half of the journey was gettingContinue Reading “Why I want to shave my head.”
Fascinating. In my dictionary, it’s described as intrusive interest, dehumanizing curiosity, and something I don’t want to be. Why do you find me so…fascinating? Why is my hair so interesting to you? Compliments leak from your tongue like too much wine. Stop it, you’re drunk. It’s as if you feel the need to validate myContinue Reading “Fascinating.”
One day A man is gonna look at me doing me and smile cuz he loves my energy He’s gonna feed off my inner peace and beg to feed it back to me One day This man is gonna fall at my feet Not in reverence, more prayerfully Thanking God that we’re meant to beContinue Reading “One Day”
It’s been a rough week, hasn’t it? I know I shouldn’t assume, but I assume you don’t want to talk about it. So instead I’ve got some good things to distract you – I hope this isn’t getting old. I’ve been taking care of my mom lately and it feels good. This week I mowedContinue Reading “Made-up conversations”
Play music so loud it drowns out everything. Only what you feel, though. You don’t have to do anything. Skip anything that doesn’t bring you inner sunshine. The world will not stop turning. If someone hurts you, tell them later when you can be more “impeccable with your word.” Plus, there’s a chance it’s notContinue Reading “20 reminders for blue days”
This post isn’t about happy hour. Today I found some friends and sat on a patio in the sun only to be told that the happy hour menu was bar only. The waitress was extremely apologetic but also firm: even though we could see the bar, we had to sit AT the bar, in theContinue Reading “Things I’ll one day understand”
I used to hate being called a “happy” person. It felt icky. It felt dismissive. Like I was some rare breed of human without problems. Like I could get smacked by life over and over again and never fall to my knees. Not that I wanted anyone to actually know the truth. Nope. I workedContinue Reading “Who I am.”
I tried to create space by unplugging. While I often praised others for disconnecting from social media, I’d habitually talked myself into selling more and more hours to it. But that was changing. It’s now been four days since I last logged onto Facebook or, more dramatically, Instagram. The first day was hard; every dayContinue Reading “Creating space.”
Lately, I’ve been spending an awkward amount of time around folks in their early to mid-twenties. As someone who’s just two years and two months from her thirties, it makes me feel ancient and amused. There was literally a point in a conversation with my coworkers where I was talking about “us millennials” and gotContinue Reading “Laughter is good for the abs.”
i don’t want your words of flattery you tell me i’m beautiful as if i never see it and remind me that ambition is sexy i know i know any man would be lucky to be with someone who shines as bright as me capable of conversation, challenge, and creation i’m one of a kindContinue Reading “all i want”
