Tag Archives: fear

Don’t Look Back

My son says I find messages in the most trivial things. But I think even he would agree that what’s been taking place in my life lately has been pretty phenomenal. I’m always the one to say, “Follow your passions. … Continue reading

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The Blood Calls Me By Name

The blood-drenched earth calls out to me I can hear my name being whispered from the unmarked graves. I want to answer but fear paralyzes me. I am afraid, fearful that my ancestors will see right through me. I am … Continue reading

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Women Who Eat the Sky

She lay on her back at night her head turned to the side, always facing the wall too tired to face forward. She desired only to conceal  the sadness welling in her eyes. She was beyond crying. Gazing outside of … Continue reading

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Have Faith—In Yourself

Here’s another excerpt from one of my ongoing writing projects: Sometimes the Problem is You. Day One was posted yesterday and can be read here.                              . Dear … Continue reading

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Walking a Tightrope

She reached out for me, beckoned to me. Her love parted the river of persistent fears. I heard her voice calling my name; the winds of change rippled the surface & parted the trees so I could seek out her … Continue reading

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Enough

Words have power. Yes. No. Hate. Love. Words have power. Ni****. Nigga. Words have power. Let. Go. Wait. Wait. Wait. Words have power. You said you’d never let go. Words have power. Breathe in. Breathe out. Words. Have. Power. Promise … Continue reading

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Chase What You Love

I’m crying. I can’t help it. I’ve been really weepy these last few days. It’s the curse of wearing my heart on my sleeve as my mother used to say. She used to always admonish me because she said I … Continue reading

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