Divided Attention

When we fight, we go at it tooth and nail. We will be standing toe to toe at each other’s throats exchanging ugly words nearly scratching each other’s eyes out and splitting hairs. We will make an issue of something and we will cross swords fighting like cats and dogs. It’s unhealthy but also therapeutic. …

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Un-cry My Tears

What If; So what if I still check under my bed? Before getting into bed; my bed that lacks warmth, At mid night, Just in case the thief sneaked in through the cracks, Only for him to wake me before the crack of dawn, Just when sleep could no more shun my yawn, Just when …

Hopelessness

I was his mint chocolate chip. Whatever it is Gab saw in me, is still a mystery. I was at my lowest. I always had on loose-fitting pants and t-shirts to hide my skin-and-bones. I had lost too much weight from the stress I was battling at the time. I had come from a marriage …

A Blessing In Disguise

Aatma is slavishly beautiful. She has marble eyes - bright and beautiful; they let her see things you cannot see. Like the expression on your face when you make a mistake. Should she gaze at you, she'll certainly reduce you to ashes.Her skin tone is a shade of brown; moderate brown and she stands at …