Category: speak

• January 24, 2024

  Embarrassing Journal Post: Get Your Eagle On

  I been a dark skin sista all my life. Whether in a afro, locks, relaxed or tightly bound braids. I have spent my days as a black woman through and through. During my youth, I spent many days and nights feeling as though my blackness never matched up to societal norms. Growing up I wasn’t…
• December 30, 2023

  All or Nothing

  I don’t know why I do this to myself Looking toward midnight with flickers of twilight in your eyes Wonder if your ever real at all Telling the truth Always ready to fall But it seems like love always calls to deaf ears I don’t know why I do this to myself To kiss you…
• December 10, 2023

  Opinion Piece: Why?

  It’s easy to accept things as they are. To adjust to the stations we have been assigned to since birth. But when I think about all the wonderful, awe-inspiring people I have come into contact with it encourages my soul. To believe that there is more to life than living in the pain and agony…
• November 25, 2023

  I’m Back

  I took a break from this blog. But I’m ready to come back. To speak in a language that only a bleeding soul knows. Laughing, smiling as though time is bursting to unfold worlds that speak to needy souls. I am back once again. With wind and ice under eagle-like wings giving birth to hope…
• March 6, 2023

  Valuable

  You are valuable Every hair on your head counted All your triumphs and failures dearly noted The black charcoal will soon turn into a diamond When pressure is applied And the shine of it will reflect off of dim places Creating a light where none existed You are the bright twinkle in the distance Showing…
• January 9, 2023

  Speak

  Talk to me like words are all you have leftIf you don’t kiss me soonYoung lungs will run out of breathTalk to me like running waterPouring outFrom hidden streamConversation turned fantasyLiving in the oasis of an unknown dreamWhen you speak to me Love always, Esha
• November 15, 2022

  My Awkward Truth: Hamburgers Please

  There is one thing I love more than anything. Nothing can compare. All day at any time I think of it. It is a constant feeling of relief to a troubled soul. In a world where being Black is difficult. People judge me before I speak. They walk in the grass to avoid sharing a…
• October 29, 2022

  Good Men

  Good gracious, Lord have mercy  Cover me in your grace  Wrap me in your love  Turn me not from your face  I have sinned  Again and again  Dug, deep, dark trenches  For the hearts and souls  Of good men  Knowing I could never  Care for them  I get it in  Impaired evenings lavished  With Dom…
• September 21, 2022

  Part 2: Smoking Words

  I drag on the words that you utter like a chain smoker pulling on a lit cigarette. Blowing circles in midair that send loose lips spiraling into a distant sea. Your vowels are ashed on the cusp of me. But I take the burns and watch the gray matter fall knowing that the pain makes…