Support Systems

We all need a support system. Sometimes we shut down and need to be alone; sometimes we need the support of our loved ones. Even if we don’t want to ask. The ones who care about our well being, our mental states. Those who may not always agree with what we do, but are thereContinue reading “Support Systems”

Central Park, My Playground

A young girl from Queens, Central Park was my playground. E, F, and R trains, with direct routes to Midtown, placing you at the entrance or within walking distance. Climbing up and down monstrous rocks and boulders, quite a feat for a child- Rollerblading on paved park streets of concrete, swerving in and out ofContinue reading “Central Park, My Playground”

Gratitude

Thank you for being you,for unknowingly being a muse,for cracking through my fortress. Thank you for believing in me, for encouraging me to be more active about things I was passive about.I’m still a work in progress, sometimes I fall off, but I think about what you’d say if you saw me slacking. Shot byContinue reading “Gratitude”

Daily Prompt: Ceremony

A title can never dictate how the heart feels. Nor does it define a relationship. It can’t rationalize the bullshit swept under the rug. Titles, formalities, ceremonies –  seemingly emphasized more than the quality of the relationship. What happens when the ceremony that’s supposed to usher you into a life of partnered stability, protection, andContinue reading “Daily Prompt: Ceremony”

Selfish Love

A relationship extended beyond its expiration date; each lacked the courage to leave, to walk away from that which was unfulfilling. Compromising satisfaction for familiarity, because of time invested. Never mind the instability, the pain inflicted upon one another. What was thought to be “love,” was only selfishness. Then you ask yourself, did you liveContinue reading “Selfish Love”

NYC Summer

Inescapable heat intensified by concrete and steel. Throngs of people crowd the streets, dirt envelops all surfaces, the scent of rancid garbage permeates the air. Despite it all, rain is beautiful on a steamy day; the petrichor feeds my soul, relief has washed over my body.  Shot by me at The Brooklyn Barge, Brooklyn NY

In the Present

Slaves to time,a concept thatquietly dictates our lives.Getting things done, while waiting for it to pass,so we can overcome feelings of malaise, and look forward to pleasantries. We anticipate events and outcomes;self-induced anxiety.We live as if time really is a linear conceptBut what is time really?How do you define it? It’s overwhelming,an omnipresent shadow.If there’sContinue reading “In the Present”

The Conditions Weren’t Right

I watched it die Once a big bountiful plant, it soon shrank in size Flowers ceased to blossom from its petals I couldn’t cultivate new ones I tried my hardest – I watered it when dry, yet not enough light I placed it in the sun With light too direct, the leaves burned Given theContinue reading “The Conditions Weren’t Right”

Path of Least Resistance

Nature, the world’s organic symphony Take some time to listen – Hear the trees sway, sometimes they whisper in a light breeze or howl like the lone wolf on a windy night. Birds remind us that wildlife lives among us, chirping, calling out to one another in a foreign language A background soundtrack to yourContinue reading “Path of Least Resistance”