food used to taste like a dry desert before the rain, until i allowed myself to drink from clean waters. oxygen didn’t exist until the winds were followed up with her kiss. i’ve always wanted & i have had to learn to be content with what was given, so much to the point that iContinue reading the desert.
warmth. connected. honored. held. seen. invite others in. home again.
This home that I want to fight tooth and nail for… it no longer feels like home… when I listen to gentrifies talk about how they are trying so hard to stay in their neighborhood something inside me wants to shout… instead I breathe, letting my eyes drink the words written on the pages of theContinue reading The Irony