Since I saw you, flowers started growing between chambers of my heart. Petals were seen surfing on sound waves, resonating with the frequency of my soul.
You know what love is when your mom gives your dad a kiss, or when Grandma comes over and makes you a sandwich, or when your aunt quietly takes your soft hand in hers and sits and stares at you in awe, tears filling her eyes with splendorous wonder. But there are bigger, stronger, more ...
After this self-investigation process, the same comparison thoughts still pop up, but what is different is that I know I don't need to pay them any attention.
She shows me a worldwide storm, and she names women the ambassadors of holy disruption. She shows me tribes of righteous feminine agents wearing bloody flower crowns and showing their aching parts to each other.
Have you ever felt blessed but also incomplete, lucky yet cursed, whole but lacking? Have you pondered the puzzle of existence and felt frustrated, bored or forlorn?
If a good man falls into your world, and you operate like you’re unworthy of his time and attention, he’s probably not going to carve out a permanent corner of his heart for you. He’s going to walk away full speed, and he’s going to keep moving until he finds the woman who says, “This is what I ...
Countless writers have swarmed the social media phenomenon, using it as a tool to spread ideas, connect with one another, and promote their prose and poetry. However, with all of the typewritten text out there, it’s hard to know who is writing what and which writers are leading the pack.