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sky queen

Good day folks. For those who are unaware, I am also a website and graphic designer. Below is my latest creation, a movie poster; my first.

finding the true days

I do not celebrate culture created holidays. None of them. I celebrate each day, all 365 of them, and find ways to make them beautiful and special. If I desire to give someone a beautifully wrapped gift on any given day outside of…

edible lover

I have an edible lover. We intertwine, this lover and I. We meld and spill like a waterfall into each other. We become…

leaving chaos

Writing Prompt: Chaotic Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. The world seems to be spinning out of control. Chaotic systems that have us enslaved to ways of living and being that feel unnatural to me surround me daily; they…

do not look for me here

If one day you desire to find me, don’t look for me here. Search for me in the quiet space, that place where only you and I can dwell. There will be no more hunger for my body but instead a hunger for…

army days

I look back on my days in the United States Army and remember what so many of us women went through during basic training and AIT. Our basic training was during the height of the summer; we carried rucksacks and tall black weapons, wore black leather boots that initially were too heavy and camouflage uniforms too…

army days was originally published on zaji

belief collector

i collect beliefs and put them inside glass jars, rubber sealed and sometimes placed in the sun. i shake them to see if they will blend. some converge, others diverge. all are creations living inside us, changing us, moving us to imagine the…

on the edge of rest

Photo Challenge: Edge I cannot sit. The edge is too near, too daunting. The cloth is stripped away as surely as my soul is stripped of the bravery to simply sit and let life unfold as it should. I look over the edge…

i am starseed

inside this brown skin is the divine existence of mysterious cosmic forces. i am starseed.

i am not what you seek

I am not what you see or seek in the mirror. I am me, living inside my skin, carrying blood and bone through time.

blue elegance

Writing Prompt: Elegant Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt. The waters are not blue. They are the mirror for the royal skies that look down at an elegant white-blue swan reflecting off the mercurial lakes of a thousand lazy…

i want to tell you something

i want to tell you something. i want you to know how sorry i am that i could not save you. maybe it was never my job. i don’t know. all i know is that i wanted to see you flourish in a…

a return to locs

My DNA has warned me that if I keep on with this nonsense about growing out my natural hair without locs, there will be hell to pay. I get death threat-like whispers from my cells that I need to restart my locs, or else. This is a trying time, when the body actively participates in…

a return to locs was originally published on zaji

i am wanting

I no longer remember who I am, nor why I am. Inside this foreign skin I breathe. I inhale the world I’ve wished for in far away dreams and exhale the world I exist in, bedeviled by those who swim in blood red…

death, the great silencer

When all is said and done, we are all rendered mute. Death does not care about our feelings nor opinions about our political leanings, religious beliefs, the latest fashion fails, even our existence. It is the great silencer. And one day it will…

longing for locs

I keep getting death threats from my cells. They’ve warned me that if I keep up this mess about growing my hair without locs, they’ll be coming for me. No ransom. I blew them a kiss. Hope it works.

burn with anger, woman

Burn with anger, woman.  Your fire voice was temporarily extinguished with water, but you did not let it drown you. You turned everything that touched you to steam. The destroyers dissipated into the air, mixed in with the ancestors who lost their way and told un-truths about the place of woman. They now mourn their…

burn with anger, woman was originally published on zaji

land of mind

My mind grows, inch by inch, into a place where all of nature exists and evolves.


we are here to see the impossible sometimes through the night other times through the rain we must see inside self see inside the places we’ve forgotten exist

final semester

Last semester. I need to get through this. Can’t let illness stop me. Whatever lives, breathes, thinks, intervenes, loves, sees…. …ancestors, alien overlords, yoruba deities, universe, omniverse, multiverse, reincarnation overseers, ancient scientists experimenting with the DNA of various species throughout the universe…. ….please,…



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