letting go of learned behaviors…
Emily, was never truly a friend…
A La Carte?! Again?!
letting go of learned behaviors…
Emily, was never truly a friend…
A La Carte?! Again?!
Metal guardian,
Alchemy Brewing at dawn,
Morning’s pour in cups.
Sip of liquid dawn,
Warm embrace in every drop,
Awake, soul’s journey.
Thankful to know wind
Sharing the sunset’s cool breeze
Thankful to hear wind
When to grow patience
A souls daily exercise
Essential virtue
Sounds of quiet dives
The belly flops of turtles
Into a fish pond
air fryer, adore
Air fried egg to boiled egg
No water added
Heard leaves and winds sing
Lactic acidic strains
A walk in the park
strange women use propaganda
gentlemen use proper gander…
he’d heard reckless things bout sista, the “oooooh i can’t stand hu’h!”
his conditioned heart felt the fire in those words and how it made sista quiver
he takes off his tailored black coat, hands it right to her….
and sista turned to gold…
I am a 5’7 Novice professional.
The dreamers visionaire.
A visionaires dreamer.
Millennia renaissance woman, i think.
Mother of 3.
An On Demand, anime, and Netflix binger.
Podcast junkie.
Jackie of some trades
Tacooooo 😮 savvypreneur, but only for taco tuesdays.
Poplocker in my head.
Dance fever advocate for those who dance like nobody’s watching.
Like that time my son performed what I assumed to be an eight count of moves he’d made up while we waited for his name to be called at the doctor’s office.
With a room full of people the only person who cared to join him was the nurse who’d politely welcomed us when we’d entered the door.
They had the moves.
Entertained, I cheered them on.
I was the hype woman.