Category Archives: whatnot

thru my eyes

slices of sunlight cast themselves onto the balcony wall and the light wraps itself all around. the sunshine brushes my face with the tenderness of a lover’s lips. embedded in that moment, a baby’s soft cry, the hum of traffic

thru my eyes

slices of sunlight cast themselves onto the balcony wall and the light wraps itself all around. the sunshine brushes my face with the tenderness of a lover’s lips. embedded in that moment, a baby’s soft cry, the hum of traffic

Fat …

Fat is just a description. Its not a prescription – and its certainly not an invitation for hate, for exclusion, for ridicule, for assaults against my body. And it sure as heck ain’t an excuse to make judgments about my

Fat …

Fat is just a description. Its not a prescription – and its certainly not an invitation for hate, for exclusion, for ridicule, for assaults against my body. And it sure as heck ain’t an excuse to make judgments about my

Bring Back Our Girls

I chant her name inside my heart and pray for her safe return. Rakiya Kwamtah.

Bring Back Our Girls

I chant her name inside my heart and pray for her safe return. Rakiya Kwamtah.

Faprodite?

Okay. I do suppose blogging is a sort of self indulgence.

Faprodite?

Okay. I do suppose blogging is a sort of self indulgence.

Pelo Loco

I have the blessed curse of naturally curly hair. It drives me crazy sometimes, but mostly I secretly love it. It’s been nice here, these past few days, but this is what happens to my hair when the rain comes.

Pelo Loco

I have the blessed curse of naturally curly hair. It drives me crazy sometimes, but mostly I secretly love it. It’s been nice here, these past few days, but this is what happens to my hair when the rain comes.

harbingers of spring

Well, here I find myself, suspended between the end of winter and the beginning of spring. Buds are fattening on the trees, the camellias are in full bloom, the earliest of the cherry blossoms have only just begun to bloom, and

harbingers of spring

Well, here I find myself, suspended between the end of winter and the beginning of spring. Buds are fattening on the trees, the camellias are in full bloom, the earliest of the cherry blossoms have only just begun to bloom, and