There’s tragedy in her tears. Fault lines in her fears. My dear, a deer caught in headlights. A constant red traffic light. When will she realize that stars above want to shine like her?
My melanin has hell in it, I heard them say. My music is pure foolishness; they always pay.
You’re the playlist I drive to. The very notes I write to. The same tunes that soothe and uplift my mood.
The World Wide Web wed us all into a matrimony of mouse clicks and keyboard strokes. Profiles would then file us into friends and followers. Come along. Share your thoughts and comments. Even if you rarely visit like a comet. Still you are welcomed, my long lost accomplice. Whether scrolling or patrolling, I'll be waiting … Continue reading When I Met You On The Internet
And now we reach the end of Novemeber. The splendor of the calm before the storm. Another month to go before this year becomes history.
Circular form of entertainment. Riding the way home and right back down. The fair is here, with the wheel at the center.
Let's go to the Renaissance fair. Where the fanfare of newness is in the air. We emerge from the dark ages, ready to become enlightened.