Dear Us.. Dear Me..,

I’m with you in kindergarten, the first time we get called fat.
I’m with you in grades 1 through 3 when kids ask why our hair “does that..”
At 8, I’m sitting beside you watching Genie help Alladin,
we’d use every wish to be skinny, smart, and pretty if we had them.
I’ll sit next to you in second grade as you struggle to f…read more

Life is certainly premeditated, at least mine is. I’m sure humans are walking this planet that lack a soul, maybe by never having one at biological birth, or losing it somewhere along the way. The details of others’ destined paths I’m not certain. I’m hardly certain of my own.
I’ve known and fully believed for many years, that my soul chose t…read more

Hey you, it’s me..
I’m sorry if you’re busy..
I was kind of hoping you’d be down for reminiscing.
Remember that time in the car with dad,
Gwen Safani on the radio, feet on the dash?
He said “If you memorized schoolwork like song lyrics and sounds.. you’d be passing all your classes, Kid.. Hey. Feet down.”
Beats are simple and lyrics roll off ou…read more

We weren’t supposed to me meet like this;
the same soul, just a little later in the trip.
A reunion, despite the illusion of time,
trying to make sure I leave you behind.
To become different versions,
or stumble on a purpose that shows us what our worth is.
That’s when we notice how fast the earth spins..
Time and life aren’t linear,
we n…read more