Emerging from the depths of fear . . .

My biggest fear once was the fear of drowning? or was it learning to swim unaided… eh, no matter—now I only fear neglecting to live. Swimming was always in the hand I was dealt, but never really a part of my game plan. I spent many summers of my youth at the beach. Oftentimes my…

Distracted by Absence

Hey Queens, so I am back with some uncertain uneasy thoughts that KEEP distracting me. For those who do not know it, yes I am spoiled and love attention and creatively spent time more than diamonds,(well I don’t like Diamonds at all but you get my point), and being showered with gifts. I am struggling…

BODY COUNT II | 3 of 5

“I lost sight of love — a momentary lapse in consciousness perhaps. I grew sick of midnight callers attempting to garnish their whims with my cherries. I      grew bored with countless unsuitable suitors.     And the one’s who merely sought to climb my golden temple.  Those unrequited touches.        Cold…