Tag: black authours
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Sweet Surprise
Sweet, sweet surprise,The depth of my feelings for you, Was something I never prepared for,I am a planner, I think ahead, I organize and I execute,Surprises aren’t my think, It requires me to let go andRelinquish control,You flew into my life, At a time when I was leaving it all up to fate,To see what […]
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The Body Series: Reclaiming My Body
I began this post back at the beginning of the summer, I wasn’t feeling very confident about myself, I had recently began the tedious task of “online” dating and struggling a little bit with my self-worth. It’s amazing how words will reenter your consciousness when you’re feeling down, things you never believed about yourself surface […]
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Book Review: Hood Feminism
You would have to be living under a rock to not of heard of this book. I’ll admit, reading this, digesting it and then trying to sit down and crank out a blog post on this book, was difficult. Not because of the book itself, but more about how I felt I could discuss/share about […]
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Night Friend
The night time is the worst,I can almost feel the loneliness begin to creep its way as soon as the sun sets,Feeling like no one cares or thinks about me,After all my duties are done and I sit alone,Surrounded by 4 walls and no one to talk to,What do I do?Who do I turn to?Who […]
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Asking For Help
When I tell you that in recent years I have come a LONG way- let me tell you. I was and in some respects still am that girl who will do it all. Herself. Alone. Struggling, but still doing it alone. I don’t know if it’s the Sagittarius in me, the 2nd child syndrome or […]
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What Was So Wrong With How We Grew Up?
I don’t know if it’s inherent in me getting older and naturally thinking of the “good old days” or if it’s because I’m a mother and I am now making some of the same decisions my mother would have made, but it’s got me thinking of just how much things have changed. Some for the […]
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This Is Going To Hurt
This one’s gonna hurt.I can already tell by the way you look back and smile at me,The glint in your eye and the smirk, registering,Or the way you cradle my face,Your fingers slowly tracing the edges of my chin,This one is going to hurt me…From the number of hours you occupy my mindTo the way […]
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Why We Are Proud To Be From Immigrant Parents
Resilient, Proud, Hard working. Driven, Hopeful. Strong. Flexible. Are only some of the words used to describe our immigrant population, and we can think of many many more. Some of you may or may not know, R1 was born in the West Indies and R2 was born in Canada. Our parents moved to Montreal over […]
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I Thank You
I know gratefulness may not be common for ex’s But I wanted to take the opportunity to offer it to you, Thank you for letting me see my worth, Thank you for pushing me away in order for me to push through to my purpose, Thank you for the loneliness, it made me resilient, Thank […]
My Sister's Keeper: All things Life & Photography 