Whisper Tell me a dirty message through pursed lips, In hast, in hurry and in love. I’ll be your confessional for a moment Or forever if you wish. I’ll hold my breath as you breathe your Life into my ear. Whisper your sins and I’ll take them in silence And hold them for you So... Continue Reading →
Bad day: An Excerpt from Lielah: Book 2
Bad day My coffee is bitter, My attitude is worse. My day is mocking me As it did yesterday. My raspberry scone crumbles in my lap I’m wearing white today. My computer crashes. My project partners Leave the project unfinished. My coffee is bitter. I’ve left my wallet at home And cannot pay for my... Continue Reading →
Him: An Excerpt from Lielah: Book 2
Him. Contrary to popular belief I worry about running into him on the street. I think about it when I wake up how bitter-sweet it would be to see his face And hers next to it. I imagine him in my bed As he once was once upon a time, Allowing us to revisit old... Continue Reading →
Happiness.
I'm working on a piece called Happiness: it's suppose to be short-story that will help me get my ideas onto paper. I haven't worked out the plot entirely but I have an idea as to where its going. I'll be posting chapters of Happiness here.
My apartment is my cafe, my spa, my studio, my therapist and my inspiration.
What does your home mean to you?
You remind us of us.
It was always me dream to be a combination of my parents. I love them both so much.
Not Enough Red (2015) & My Work As a Painter
I took a class in abstract painting a semester ago and my professor didn't really like my work. He told me my brushwork was too uptight and far too controlled. I didn't like him too much, but there was one thing he was very adamant about: I must keep painting. I had quite the busy... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 