If you asked me what I wanted in life, I wouldn’t think of a career first or money, Or any of the finer things. I wouldn’t think of a house or silly cars that will all fall apart anyway, And so unpredictable, and little danger-boxes. I do love traveling, you know that, And I love… Continue reading What I Wanted
A lot of my friends are foodies. A lot of people are foodies, but I mostly eat to survive. There are things I particularly like to eat but I’m not a very picky eater and I don’t frequently have cravings. After I got home from Japan, I was probably most excited to eat quesadillas or… Continue reading I’m Not A Foodie?
I don’t like that I’m writing about you. It’s cheesy. But I also kind of like to. Because I like to think of all the reasons I’m falling for you. I like remembering your smile, your dimples, your scruff against my fingers. I like remembering your hands in mine, your thumbs running over my palm… Continue reading The Beginning Between
We may never have a moment where we just chill. no need to say anything. we sit and not speak, where we'll sit and just think. with no words needed. they will remain unspoken. and thought is our token. I'd like it better if we, just, relax, because we don't have to try. I'll know what you… Continue reading A Thousand Moments Like Those
You told me once that you ‘know me better than I think.’ And part of me wanted to ask ‘what's that supposed to mean?’ But the other side of me won. Because if there was anybody at all, then you were the one, who could tell me all about my wants and needs that you… Continue reading Afterthoughts
“Whuddabout the othuh name?” I asked. “Whea you git Oshea from?” “I got it from this music artist I used tuh like,” my dad answered, again with little explanation. I thought through the old-school artists I knew my dad listened to, but the name Oshea did not jog my memory of late-80’s/early-90’s hip hop and… Continue reading My Namesake (cont’d)
I told my friend I liked him once but I guess he didn’t return the feelings, and he turned me down. I was hopelessly rejected. I was distraught. I was alone. I was single. He didn’t want me. But to be honest, I was none of those things besides single. I had little to no… Continue reading My Namesake