Becoming Me

the road to becoming is not easy, but it is clear. it is underneath layers of tears to cleanse, skin to shed, budding habits, and the waving leaves it works to develop new rings. i see her in my throat. Every now and again, she speaks--when confidence defeats. She is delight and a treat and …

Goddess to Queen

Well, Queen, I’ll tell you life for me aint been no crystal stair It's been made of earth Solid muddy waters natural disasters, winters and beautiful springs I carried crates of unnecessary worry up the pasture I’ve planted flowers along the way sometimes I planted beautiful orchids sometimes plucked ethereal  fly traps after, many failed …