The Conversation

I talk first, so you don’t ask. See? No, you don’t. I talk first, so you don’t have to. I’m. So. Tired. I talk. And talk. If you could spare me from, Anxiety? Whatdoisaynext TomakeYOUfeelbetter? I TALK. Like water over me. Engulfing. Waves of conversation. I talk first, one hand. Behind me. See? No. Not … Continue reading The Conversation

Saturday Kitchen

The joy of Gospel music Reaching like arms to my room And pulling me out of my bed The smell of Plantain frying Twirling me, bare foot To dance down the stairs My Father, cooking up Love His smile like the glow of the sun Warm on my face, He chases the dimming sleep, Breakfast, … Continue reading Saturday Kitchen