I have a slogan now

This is not one of the long entries that I have been struggling to finish for the past few weeks. That one has a whole serious theme to it and once I get back things I’ve lost such as common sense, prioritizing skills and a sense of time, perhaps I’ll …

Nail

They call him The Hammer. He is an artist of a murderer. After suffocating his victims until dead, he makes a point of hammering a large nail into their throats. Then he leaves them in places where they would sit like they could be enjoying a cup of coffee or …

Tangerine

My horizon is a dusty orange glow It takes me back to other oranges that feel like my mother’s lukewarm hugs in our living room back when the eggshell walls swallowed the crisp yellow to spit back a clement honey glow. They resemble the photon spill on his olive skin …

What Are Friends?

A few weeks ago, I was talking with my cousin on the phone and she was telling me about this project she’s working on with“thirty of her closest friends”. When she said thirty close friends, I actually laughed out loud. Later on, in the company of my lonesome talkative brain, …

An excerpt

…. Loving you was like a natural disaster Unavoidable really And not something you can plead with to take it easy on you I doubt you can convince the floods to love you and go the other way I doubt you can negotiate terms with a tsunami or a tornado …

Let that S*** Go

I asked my cousin to review my blog the other day and the delightful little thing told me things I already knew but wasn’t really ready to hear from other people yet. I’ll make you think i’m thirsty for praise but I’ll also hate you a little when you compliment …