My Opinions

A Sicilian Romance: The Clues and Cues of Colors

With the rise of the gothic genre in the 1700’s, philosopher Edmund Burke established a theory and analysis on different elements in gothic texts that drive the plot to sublimity. One of his elements he dives into is the use of lightness and darkness and its impact on readers. In literature, writers often play with… Continue reading A Sicilian Romance: The Clues and Cues of Colors

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My Poetry

Predestination

What triggered your contempt for us?   Was it seeing the white skin wrapped around the figure of the God you idolize that caused you to ridicule our blackness and treat us like we are monsters?   Or were you simply injected with spite at birth, so you birthed the white God to try to make us feel disgusted with… Continue reading Predestination

My Poetry

Golden Girl

I am not your trophy... I am not here to be shown off, glorified, or acknowledged when your friends and co-workers come around only to be thrown in a box in your dark basement any other day. See, you probably don't see the difference between me and the golden inanimate object because you're not in… Continue reading Golden Girl

My Poetry

To Sister’s House

To Sister's House With a beautiful landscape flickering by like a slideshow out of the car's clear window. Roaming past rows and rows of luscious green grass and crowds of corn fields. With Dirt raining down on the pick up trucks and cars of the nearby homeowners like confetti at a parade.   To sister's… Continue reading To Sister’s House

My Poetry

Black and Blue

As soon as I find my way out of the womb, strangers in tidy white masks and bloody black cloaks pluck me from my sorrowful mother's safe, shaky hands.     They stuff me into a small white tub I don't fit in, and wheel me into a dark room. It's so dark you can… Continue reading Black and Blue

My Poetry

Metamorphosis…

The gardener buckles up his overalls and pushes his hat down over his curly mess of hair, then heads out into his green and brown landscape. After months without rain, the little drops finally graced his land with its angelic beauty and nutrition. He walks past his vegetables and his fruits, and heads over to… Continue reading Metamorphosis…

A Day In My Life

Free Hands

My hands have been bound the past few days. Restrained by time. Restrained by unpacking. Restrained by moving into my first apartment. Restrained by decorating. Now, my hands are free and able to type and blog again... Yet, although my hands have been chained up, my mind has been free. My mind has been thinking… Continue reading Free Hands

Randomosity

Freaking Finally…

Back and forth. I have been going back and forth all Summer asking myself am I ready to expose my writing. Well, today I decided I am ready. No one will ever see it, no one will ever read it, there is no chance of it being published if no one sees it but me.… Continue reading Freaking Finally…