I used to be a poet Until I fell in love I used to be a poet And dream about putting you into haikus Singing sonnets about your smiles Iambic pentameter about your interactive love and rhymes I used to be a poet And use the colors of the rainbow to describe you Your skin … More Used to be
Mmmmm, memories…polaroid pussy that you stick on the cork board of your head that never, ever lives up to the real thing…even in digital format…nothing in the archive compares to that first feeling of that wet, warm love below (yes, I have been pumpin that Outkast shit “Shhhheee lives in my laaap” anyway…) I am … More Comment
He couldn’t have known that when he sent me the text that I had my hand on my thigh and the his touch on my mind. As the sound of D’Angelo’s How Does It Feel faded on the video and Floetry’s Say Yes came on I traced my finger with thoughts of him. How I … More Timing is everything
He made me return to writing poetry. When we talked, it wasn’t violins that played, but sonnets that whispered on his lips. I could feel the letters moving in my heart, not yet taking shape but there, waiting to be released. He had been everything I asked for. And yet… We were here. Letters, locked. … More The Poet
Ewww…The sewer is backing up in to the kitchen sink. She was disgusted and looked on the net for a plumber who could come out right away. “4Fast Plumbing at your service,” he answered. “I need someone to snake my line and today as soon as someone can come,” she replied, her voice not reflecting … More The Plumber
It was the rhythm of our city that the outsiders could never understand. The chocolate city was home to the original quiet storm and we both remembered nights of listening to melvin lindsey. you preferred the ibex, but i loved to shake it in the black hole but we both could never resist the conga … More Watercolors
light feather touches, excite me so light i can barely feel them leaving me tingling vibrating all over slowly, tracing circles over my breast, they swell like dark choclate kisses and you sample one into your mouth you ake it savoring the chocolate flavor i moan, and a little bead of moisture begins to gather … More Traveling Miles
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What is the most significant non-academic disappointment you have experienced? How did you handle the situation, and what have you learned from it? (450-word limit) I met him early on in college. I always thought he was sexy, but somehow we ended up as friends. We would laugh and joke about professors, politics and the … More Essay #3
Feather loved to dance. She met him on a packed dance floor at a local salsa club when he grabbed her hand and proceeded to lead her in a syncopathic rhythm 1-2-3, 1-2-3. He turned her like they had been dancing together for years. She wasn’t a natural follower, but his confidence left no room … More The Surprise
Wandering & Wondering 