With a notepad and stylus, I can set my imagination free. Captivate the heart with the stroke of a pen. I can lose myself in memories enscribed in lead. My heart can confide in the ink scribbled between the lines of a blank page My thoughts and moments become tangible. If not bound, it can… Continue reading Poem: Write
She ran home crying Her mother's arms were waiting. It happened again today. It was always something. Her hair was too nappy. Her glasses too thick. She was too skinny. The "pretty ones" always made her feel inadequate. As if they set the standard for beauty. She was the image of her mother. Her mother… Continue reading The Beauty that Never Fades
I woke up this morning with a feeling. That feeling. I automatically ask myself “what’s the problem?” That feeling in your gut that something just isn't right. It's hard to understand until you have felt it and even then it will be hard to explain. A combination of feelings is the best way to describe… Continue reading Prose: Whats the problem?
Crazy excited!!!! Okay so if you follow my blog you have probably noticed some changes to my overall look and some new posts. To be specific... True crime posts.. Originally I had a separate WordPress blog account catered specifically to my love of true crime. I had it set up all creepy-like lol. But I… Continue reading Some New Additions 😀
I have to admit. I am excited to finish this two part series on Richard Ramirez (The Night Stalker). A part of me feels like I spent too long on this case even though it was fun to research and learn about him. In Part one, we learned about his childhood, his family relationships, his… Continue reading Case #1: Richard Ramirez – The Night Stalker (Part Two)
When I started researching this case, the plan was to put it all in one post. But things in my life just don’t go according to plan at times. That’s okay. My goal is to be as thorough as I can in my research of my cases. Reading books, watching videos, reading articles, listening to… Continue reading Case # 1: Richard Ramirez- The Night Stalker (Part One)
I had a friend once. Behind her friendly smiles was a snake's tongue. I never heard her hiss because her comforting words drowned out the noise. I remember a time of grey skies. In hindsight, her hands were like permafrost as they rested on my shoulder when we'd sit on my porch during rainy sunsets.… Continue reading Prose: I had a friend once….
Earworm Last night I heard a beautiful song for the first time. The relatable lyrics The singers vocals So talented Touched my heart The melodic tune Made me think of a time A place A moment so sweet and pure The piano key notes Replayed over and over In my mind How lovely! The beat… Continue reading Earworm
It’s 10am on a Monday morning and I am here wishing that I was anywhere but here. Wishing that I was there. Where the leaves dance in rays of sun to the music of the breeze. Where the seagulls gather in laughter in the wind and the clouds ballet in cobalt blue. Where I can… Continue reading Prose 1: Where….
Its 2am And I am awake For the third time this week. 6am is 4 hours away. my body is exhausted. Mind is wired I wonder… The thoughts that keep me awake at night Are they worth me thinking about? The feelings I refuse to let go of The worry, anger, hurt, frustration Does it… Continue reading 2. A.M.