Photo by Fallon Michael on Pexels.com I'm just gonna get it off my chest... My grandmother died last week. This is the third death I experienced in 10 months. First, my Father then my Auntie now this. So I stopped writing for a little over a week. I needed time to think. I needed time … Continue reading A Thank You to My Readers
Pic by Pixabay Spicy words taste like Tabasco dreams Speak jalapeno to me Like cayenne peppers blowing back sweltering heat Speak sriracha to me Like hot sauce mixed with red chili's and vinegar Desiring a feeling of numb lips Brought on by scorching truth You can never be hotter than the searing sun It shines … Continue reading Sweltering Heat
Reflection: Me and Poetry
Photo by Eva Elijas on Pexels.com Me And Poetry Every time, I'm feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It's my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going. Love always, Esha ❤
Spoiled Plans The milk's gone bad. So we turn sour cream into aging cheese. We turn butter with sublime ease. This is what we do to make a living we turn spoiled plans into working dreams. Love always, Esha ❤
Just A Taste
Photo by Polina Tankilevitch on Pexels.com Just A Taste To me he is dark chocolate drizzle With chucks of roasted hazelnut Dripping into a river of splashing milk Even when we're done It's never enough A richness to sensual to give up We breakup to make up We wake up to make love … Continue reading Just A Taste
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