IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.

EPISODE 8 I return home from my impromptu visit to Doctor Ngobeni, shocked beyond belief. I’ve been scrambling through my mind trying to figure out who would be so cruel, as to intentionally give me an abortion pill or something like that. Doctor Ngobeni and I went through a series of theories, and maybe I … More IT WILL ALL WORK OUT.

DEAD OF NIGHT.

Have you ever been woken up by something compelling, relentless. Like a force that won’t give up until you’re finally sitting by the window, looking up at the night sky with a laptop on your lap. I don’t think every one of us experiences something so magical, so fueled with passion that even you cannot … More DEAD OF NIGHT.

UNREQUITED LOVE.

You once stood one foot outside my door. As I stood, arms wide open, waiting for you to come in. And sometimes you would pay me a visit. With empty hands hanging from either side, waiting to receive.   Oh but when you had your heart wide open. Even just for a moment. The sky … More UNREQUITED LOVE.

STACY

The wind whistles in the night. Somehow loud enough to pull Stacy out of sleep. She sighs deeply, sitting up on her waterbed mattress. She’s never really used it for what it was intended for. Instead, she floats on it alone, every single night. What else could’ve saved her marriage, if not a supposedly hormone- … More STACY

MY ONE.

Oh, my dearest loveI promise, I have tried. I have spent countless nights trying to forget. But my pen and paper will not let me. I can still feel your lips smack my big forehead. Bringing my beautiful smile back to its glory. Without fail…I can still feel the warmth of your hand in mine. … More MY ONE.

COMING AND GOING.

I’ve watched his eyes tell a bigger truth than his mouth ever could.With every single part of him pulling in different directions.And yet my heart has given him more chances than the hands of time ever would.So you see, he could have never fooled me as easily as I did myself. Hanging onto his every … More COMING AND GOING.

I APOLOGIZE.

To the boy whose heart I’ve broken one too many times to count.You, who have trusted me so much, you put your brittle heart in the palm of my clumsy hand.Too afraid, to hold still.I walked in, and out of your crowded life.For all I have ever know about love,Is being left or leaving. To … More I APOLOGIZE.