Mid day rain from out you came Awoke in me my timid state Real life does not include "you and I" Killing time until I find Someone else with the same eyes -Annette
Of all the walks I've walked, tonight I pine For Philly air to brush right through my hair To wander through the streets without a care To laugh in Parc under twilights bright shine I still feel the buzz running through the air As we moved to the beat of living free Living new life… Continue reading Of All the Walks I’ve Walked
It is crazy to think That people I don’t talk to anymore Carry puzzle pieces of that night Things I said Things I kept For someone I knew, their memory of my story is pink and yellow Someone else might have known there was more I didn’t say Even now When I bring it up… Continue reading Puzzle Pieces+A long P.S.
The train I'm on speeds out of the tunnel and onto the Manhattan Bridge. I look out the window and the once traffic jammed road is empty, boats no longer cruising on the east river. Behind the Manhattan and Brooklyn bridge the bright, warm sun is just about to set. My heart flutters and a… Continue reading On The Other Side of the Bridge
I have not forgotten about this blog. In fact, my drafts folder is full half-written posts. I wanted to write and post on this blog for weeks but every time, I start writing and when I'm done I realize I've gone on multiple tangents. But that's how my brain works and instead of trying to… Continue reading I do it to myself
I have realized that I use movies as a form of communication. This is more true with my mom. She and I have a complicated relationship and I find that communication between us is like navigating through a minefield. So, whenever I find a movie that has any resemblance to what my mom and I… Continue reading When I force my mom to watch a movie with me…