writing – The Conscious Journal

17 days before Spring.

My feelings run through my blood To the entrance of my heart, And even though everyone wants to fuck me… and some people do… My love comes from the waves Flowing from between my thighs Or the tears flowing from my eyes. -S.

My 2020 reading list

Finally with this new decade I hope to start and finish several books! This will help me with my resolution in reading more! This list is subject to change. 1. The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander 2. Small Doses by Amanda Seales 3. Basquiat by Leonhard Emmerling 4. If Beale Street Could Talk by…

One day

Within a day I’m not sure where my energy goes I would like to think that it’s positivity floats to the bees that buzz And the flowers that sing With the air that flows But for its negativity I hope it finds its way to the entrapment of a locked box That disintegrates with time…

This Car is Still Moving.

I guess my state of mind depends on which day I come alive On the passenger side of life Next to it’s fine fabrics of spontaneity I find myself in a time lapse of forgotten times and future memories And then I vibe to the drums of chaos of love and lust But the lighthouse…