Don't want to discuss love only that
it has chosen to walk with me
and not lie. That is sufficent..

am appreciative!


Woman of few words these days;
gallivanting in manna.

"Woosa!"

friend(ships)

Sitting here

freshly cut in

  a vase of water

the want for friendships

emerges. long legged roots

beneath words spoken

maneuvering through the universe

destination, Bring Life To.

Hindrances wrestle in hopes

of defeat&death but say nay.

Authentic connections are the way of the world!

real folk moving about in hunger for the souls of there kindred

exciting here.

to leave this

shattered planet of evil and good of

roses laid bare on the

asphalt of

Brooklyn streets or any other..

experience road blocks and passageways with folk..

life burnt in the effects of trouble and merriment gumbo

ain’t no desire so pressing to a tree of Lebanon than an unmerciful fire...

body paint




..to be continued....