Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
Should this post be about the anger, the heartbreak or the madnessmaybe I should write about the struggle that’s removed by the gladnessor the sadnessI refuseto sit in a musedazed and amazed because my heart got confusedsee everything that changes me is a change that a chooseand I’m choosing right even if you somehow missedContinue Reading “Rant”
When I start reminiscing on love music becomes my mirror. Let me be clearer. My heart isn’t heavy just slowly drifting like snowflakes or Timberlakes. See the vacancy known as you apart from me cannot be filled by a memory so I reach for mellow sounds. Trey takes me back to a day where youContinue Reading “No Beats Lost Here”
One of my facebook friends has inspired me to be on some bullshit this evening and discuss the plight of the skinny female. Yes, plight! I don’t want to put her out there but since she did I’ll go ahead and share: It is so hard being a tall, skinny twig in a country whereContinue Reading “SPP (Skinny People Problems)”
And he’s calling you out too.
“Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake I thank the Lord for strawberry shortcake. I mean damn I outdid myself today! And I am so very grateful because it was your grace that carried the ingredients in the right proportions andContinue Reading “Two.”
People just like to share all their business. Just put it all out there for the world to judge ’em and misuse it. You won’t know half of the shit that’s barked in my backyard. But Sissy for example, that fool up and told everybody that she woulda killed that damn executive herself! Now suchContinue Reading “Musings, Mishaps, & Mysteries: One.”
Have you ever struggled with what’s real, what’s relevant? In this world we measure success on our ability to influence others. Artists create rebelliousness to draw discussion, they envision greatness in the form of what draws the most dollars, and are motivated by clicks, shares, and comments. How do you measure sanity? I measure itContinue Reading “The Struggle”
My heart just got stolen by an eight minute music video. As if I didn’t already adore Justin Timberlake! I almost cried.
Last Thursday I went to my grandmother’s sister’s funeral. Not my great aunt’s, my grandmother’s sister’s funeral. I went on her behalf, even though years of disagreements had left me unfamiliar with that side of the family. In fact, when my grandma still had lucid thoughts she got a phone call from her sister afterContinue Reading “Grief”
How do you apologize for the way you feel?How do you apologize for being a woman and filled with hormones? How do you apologize for hypersensitivity and behaving in a manner you wouldn’t expect?But those are real feelings aren’t they? Just the buried ones, right?Well then, how do you apologize for feeling hurt?For fighting backContinue Reading “Unapologetic”