Back in the day I traveled to a far away land. Well, to me it was. What did a South Bronx girl know about Egypt? This one? Not much. I knew what is generally known. Its history, its geography and language. I even bothered to learn […]
Christmas in Los Angeles is something I have thought of in the past as a vacation or as something that I have seen as a quirky occurrence on television shows such as 90210 or Melrose Place. I had no idea last year when I was celebrating Christmas in […]
Am I spooked? Do I know who you are? Do you want to know me? We are one But torn apart by the sun Moonlight intertwines us Are you just the darker side of me? Do you want to run ahead of me? Can we slow dance […]
“Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.” —Hal Borland As of late, Mondays have been a trip down nostalgia lane. I recall when I went away to boarding school up in Massachusetts, my south bronx sensibilities were struck by the […]
Just beat it No one wants to be depleted Your contagious mediocrity is putrefying Your baseless arrogance is stupefying Your extreme pettiness is confining Your false alacrity is mystifying Your careless whisper is clarifying Your exemplary triteness is testifying Your jittery righteousness is unbecoming Your inharmonious sincerity is […]
Resiliency is also hardcoded into their beings. #blog #flashfiction #photography
Memories of Memory I am one of those people that isn’t technically an only child but pretty much grew up as one for a grand chunk of my formative time. See, I am 9 years older than my sister. Thus growing up, I always was at […]
This year the word of the year was an emoji and apparently cool things are now referred to as being “on fleek“. According to some 2015 retrospective lists “hella” is a popular term and believe me I hear it every day in my office. But I […]
Gratitude The year of 2015 has been one of tremendous change for me. Not just one major change, but multitudes of changes. I left my beloved New York for San Francisco. Well, yes and no. I did move out to San Francisco but I was not necessarily […]
She was no Charlie’s Angel. She had always wanted to be. Honestly, the clothes and hair were a bit too retro but the overall flair was cool. Being part of a collective, a female collective was something to dream about. Of course, the local gang girls had […]
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