Solace is found in Her dimples when Her cheeks rise to the sounds of Cheer.Witnessing her smile feels like,Being hugged by heartwarming sunshine after surviving a winter storm as turbulent as my heart this very moment.If only...If only she opened her heart to the thought of intertwining our existence.If only she looked past my sneakers... Continue Reading →
Rootz Of A Lost Bronx Child – Freewrite #38
Had to take a minute to sit down and reflect on my state of mind hoping I can get to know myself a little bit more. Because, as much as I love to write my heart away, my palms itch for some difference. Something to take my eyes away from memories I'm sick of replaying... Continue Reading →