I needed this break from working. I ended my time with the contracted company on Wednesday, May 21, 2025. Thursday and Friday were spent attending doctors’ appointments, visiting my cousin in the hospital, and enjoying every moment I could.
I am ready to take on whatever is headed my way, and I welcome it all with open arms.
I hope this week will be more than kind to all of you. Peace and blessings!
Fandango’d the ticket for Sinners
for this morning at the
theater up the block.
a friend of mine has been
waiting for me to see it so
we can discuss it.
she’s anxious to know my thoughts,
but I haven’t movie’d in a while;
a little over two years, to be exact.
theaters make me feel out of
place… the awkward
coughs, people who talk
when the movie begins, cell
phones ringing when they should
be on silent.
my nerves usually become
so worked up, I find it hard to focus
on the movie.
therefore, if I go, I show up
early in the morning, a Sunday,
preferably, when most people
are God’ng themselves to death.
and that’s what I’ll do
today. when I have
had my fill of a movie that
has The Green Mile of hype, I’ll
come home to get a little
more God, too.
Memory goes for a long walk. She carries one of her favorite photo albums with her. She is reminiscent of the times she and Rodney shared before marriage. Their friends always knew they would do life together — that they’d succeed in lassoing one another to their hearts. They did. And now she is searching for the feelings she used to have before marriage. She wonders where they have gone. Can she find them in the photos before her eyes? Discovering memories could serve her better than the past ever could. She’s desperate. She loves Rodney and wants to continue to spend the rest of her days with him. But she needs more. She craves more. Will she find what she’s looking for in the pictured past?
discovering life
while the sun sets in full view
bittersweet lovers
This concludes the Left-handed in a Dream Haibun series. Thank you so much for reading.
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Peace and Blessings!
Because the dog was
having trouble breathing,
I didn’t get much sleep.
I stayed home from work
to monitor her – the love
of my life, my little monster.
And when she finally found
sleep again, I drifted off, too.
I couldn’t pin down an hour
of sleep, so I got up.
I read. I wrote. I checked
the dog’s breathing.
Her allergies aren’t our
friend this season. Benadryl is.
She dozed off again.
I read. I ate lunch.
I Netflixed by watching
The Residence. 4 episodes
in, and I am hooked!
Cupp is particular. She is
calculated – a perfectionist.
She questions everything.
She examines the unimaginable.
I understand her.
I’m falling in love with a show
that plays hide-and-seek with
my thought process and
places me on the edge of
my seat.
I wasn’t searching for a series
that would be both intriguing
and shocking – I loathe series.
I have to be moved, perplexed,
mesmerized, and changed.
The Residence dishes out
all of this and more.
It is the quintessential mainstay
of perfection in a comedic
mystery. I found my
happy place while my
dog struggled to breathe.
And I almost lost my breath, too.
NaPoWriMo is finished. I survived 30 days of posting poetry every day for another year. And to end it with this one feels magical. Thanks for doing April with me, folks. I appreciate you.
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Peace and Blessings!
Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?
I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit.
**The Crush and I had another conversation post-my initial video sent to her of me shooting my shot. And the follow-up discussion was so I could gain clarity on some things and understand what was being said and what was NOT being said.
Sometimes I have to have things put to me very plainly so I can process them. It is always a gamble with anyone when approaching them with some form of keen interest, it is moreso a gamble while being bisexual and approaching a woman you love and have loved for over three years, nearly four, and crushed on for close to three years.
Needless to say, we will remain friends. She has never been attracted to women outside of simple admiration for them and respect for our overall physical beauty. And the last thing we need is for us to embark on a path toward a relationship, get involved, and a dude comes along who she’s MORE interested in, and then leaves me high and dry. Not good.
I’m still proud of myself. I did a thing I never thought I would do as it relates to her and my feelings for her.
But I won’t lie. It hurts. One day, it won’t, though. And that’s life. I am who I will be when I put my best self forward, in everything I do. I am.
While Rodney played their piano, Memory sank into a daydream of their trip to Italy ten years ago. She remembered how bright the sky was–and such a bold color of blue, too. Rodney had taken up playing street soccer with the local children, and she laughed at his carefree spirit. If there was one thing her husband was going to do, he was going to make a good time. She could hear the birds, smell the flowers, feel the breeze nipping at the nape of her neck. What she wouldn’t give to go back to this day when her well didn’t feel or seem as dry. The more she daydreamed, the less of herself she became. But Rodney … Rodney evolved into something soothingly memorable with every closing of her eyes.
daydreaming again
this time it’s Italy’s love
and Rodney’s beauty
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Peace and Blessings!
A Cornered Gurl 
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