Category: NaPoWriMo

weekend shenanigans

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NaPoWriMo#5 A limerick

AI-Generated Image: In comic book style, people sit around on the grass laughing and having a good time. It is a lovely sunny day and the three people in focus have wide smiles with wild laughter gushing from their faces. The main characters one zoom in on are a woman and a man. The man is wearing a gray top and the woman is wearing a yellow blouse.

Carly came home from a party
she and her boyfriend were naughty
no condoms were used
he soiled her new shoes
why did she go to that darty?

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 for Substack as well. My first post, “I Said I Wouldn’t Do It” is live, and my second post “Unknowingly Inviting a Beast to Dinner” was published Wednesday morning. I welcome your visit.

a terror within

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NaPoWriMo #2

I’ve never defeated the terror within . . .
I fight it and fight it and fight it, yet – its
presence is still a drumming obstacle
I cannot clear.

if I signal peace and strength, one
usually defeats the other, but this
“beast of burden” carries on inside
me like it owns the place.

I am at its mercy whether I want to
be or not.

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 for Substack as well. My first post, “I Said I Wouldn’t Do It” is live. I welcome your visit.

insurmountable dread

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NaPoWriMo #1

waking up to another day
the body wants to remain
plastered to a pillow top – the
mind longs to power down.

speaking to the beast
gives me hives, and I’d
rather stay at home where
dreams don’t come alive
with the intent to strangle
me.

every new day is an opportunity
for the beast to build another
house of lies.
I have grown tired of
shapeshifting and code-switching,
shadowboxing my way to peace.

NaPoWriMo #29

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break loose

Weekend Getaway to Charlotte Photo Collage created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

slid away from
the comfort of
home to breathe in
different air

the dog in tow
we spend our
weekend with love
and good food

Queen City breakaway
to break away from
the monotony but
run right back to it
because . . . life must
go on