Destination

The road was long and difficult, but I am glad to be here.

Ribs

my ribs are not enough to protect my heart.

Mirror

My reflection stares back at me.

archipelago

individuals,we mark x on the same map,on the same earth,we occupy different spots – our niche, we dominate – we fall to predators,chase after prey, our own islands,we drift by ourselves,individuals with different tastesand personalities and looks,yet the bonds of fate,cruel red strings,tie us together,linked in the same ocean,the empty expanse of landless lonely,where predator

One World, Two Different Girls

I wear my hair back,face make-up free,my legs are constantly tappingwithin my loose jeans. I wear my hair long,a hint of blush on my cheeks,my legs still within my heels,skirts swish around my thighs. Sweat does not bother me,not when I run or when I playwith the boys in soccerand I laugh when I score.