It's been a while I did a feature, it's been a while I had a friend. This post resonated so hard. Thank you! Some bonds are forged over time Some bonds are nurtured slowly Then there are bonds made by blood and made stronger by kin. This is the bond of two little boys made … Continue reading Two Little Boys — The Crucible
I checked my Instagram and he had sent me a message, something about warning me since, and how shit had gotten real now or something funny like that. That wasn’t the interesting thing about the message really, he had used the Instagram stories feature, so the message? it was a video, of a room with … Continue reading The Cacophony of Breaking Mirrors; An Open Letter.
For as long as they had known Jacob he had preferred women of a heavier dispensation. It wasn’t so much the popular phrase “babiara soso”, translated as “everything big big” as it was just his taste in women. He didn’t care if they had heavy chests without an ounce of fat below their waists or … Continue reading Fat 3: Strained Relationships and a Death
Even as the sun sinks beneath two mountain peaks As certain to rise again as I am to be alive the day after tomorrow, I contemplate the could have beens that never was. So many of them, scattered in a history of high adrenaline conversations finally caving in to exhaustive hellos and how are you's … Continue reading On Another Could Have Been (A Soliloquy From the Third Perspective)