A month later and I’m back at the desk
Upright, pen in hand, bare chest, robed
Chamomile tea and honey

I wanted to write something special
For you, my new year. To reflect on the end of 2014
And, to be inspired by the upcoming journey of 2015
I took a break. Allowed my mind to rest in-between the takes

Released my thoughts to wander aimlessly
No focus. No destination. No deadline. No need to write it all down
An open space. An open road
For all to cross

Across my mind they came
Sixth grade friends. My child’s fondest memories
Old and new inspirations. The ones that push me further towards my goals
Family I adore. Laughter unheard of
Lovers. Teachers. Believers in the dream. People I miss

Regrets came by too.
An uncle, I wish I ignored
A brother, whose life I wish I had the chance to save
And, a grandfather who left this earth too soon
without saying goodbye

I crossed my mind. All versions of me
From different times. Different dimensions
All seemed healthy and happy. Loved
They reminded me of things I forgot
Reassured me of the things I began to doubt

I was in-between. It was an unwinding place to be…




Hearts are built to endure the whips
Shaped like bloody fists
Would never leap so far
If I was bound to miss
Crashing down love-less

Blisters and bliss
Kisses and lisps
Screams and violins
Racing through a rose petaled labyrinth

Losing myself again
Pushed and shunned
Under a spell and jilted for fun
Violet orchids and white lies
Boiling in your cauldron

How I yearned for just one embrace without the disdain
How I spun in love crazy and you drove it insane
All broken hearts sound the same
No matter the 100 smiles and hugs
The sex, the tears, thank you letters and drugs
I am all there is to blame