Poetry

un•plugged

un•plugged; currently taking time to find inspiration; where will life take me next— what adventures await for me after my final transformation? summer, a time for self-discovery and ice cream cones melting; i won’t pick up a pen again if it doesn’t sounds authentic. its time to revel in L I F E and stop… Continue reading un•plugged

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inflorescence, Poetry

summertime sadness

I will never apologize for being too strong, too outspoken, too bright in a world that swallows lies and humbly accepts the darkness. no, not when ive crawled to the top. no longer will i be on my knees, no longer will i beg. because i never want to suffer such betrayal again.   https://www.amazon.com/inflorescence-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1981171738/ref=redir_mobile_desktop?_encoding=UTF8&dpID=41k9XtyUpJL&dpPl=1&keywords=mecca-amirah%20jackson&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_QL65&qid=1514054983&ref=plSrch&ref_=mp_s_a_1_1&sr=8-1… Continue reading summertime sadness

Travel

Punta Cana-Dominican Republic Trip 2017

Where do I start? I had a blast! The weather could have not been more perfect, the sights were breathtaking, the food and drinks were extremely tasty, and I recommend the Dominican Republic to anyone who wants sand, surf, and adventure. Melia Caribe Tropical All-inclusive  In my opinion, all-inclusive is the way to go! They… Continue reading Punta Cana-Dominican Republic Trip 2017

Poetry, Thoughtful

The Reluctance of Seasons

Droplets of rain, falling from the sky in uniform ease, Spring unearths from the soil, green coils of stems straining for the predisposed light, mouth gaping and hungry for air tinged with smog and disappointments. Rainy days are no longer the same, since I choose to save my sanity; lonely afternoons hysteria crawling up my… Continue reading The Reluctance of Seasons

Poetry

The Fickleness of Summer

Summer fickleness; turbulent currents ocean spray; brine tickling my nose soft sand crunching beneath my bare toes; dodging glass and cigarette butts sun glistening on my exposed skin; revealing imperfection to malicious eyes. Summer's festinate breeze cools the passion, the hurried love, bringing forth death and decay, washing away the smiles and tanning oil. Here… Continue reading The Fickleness of Summer