Grew up in vivid red.
Amassed my mind from toe to head.
Not prison of gray.
Not a reprimand of black.
Only paint brushes filling in all that I lacked. 93 more words
3 days, 1 hour ago
I would stand in my darkest dawn.
To bring you home from your innermost prison.
The deepest desire to love you.
Clarifies best… 35 more words
2 weeks, 4 days ago
From the moment I saw you it was like God sent me a piece of heaven
Unearthed Sekmet’s tomb and put the ferocity of Nzingha in your eyes… 298 more words
2 weeks, 6 days ago
I Dream In Color
It is deep within the closet
Behind the locked layers
Years of what should have, could have, if only we tried harder but I tried hard enough… 392 more words
The Flannel Files
On Saturday morning, W and I were up early packing her SUV and getting ready to head to our local Pride festival.
“Why do we do this?” I asked as I rubbed sleep from my eyes and loaded another heavy object into the car. 716 more words
3 weeks, 2 days ago
While I was grocery shopping last week, a woman approached me.
“I know you,” she said. “You spoke at my church last year.”
“I remember you,” I said. 120 more words
4 weeks, 1 day ago
So, your favorite butch blogger leaves in a few weeks for Seattle and then an Alaskan cruise.
I’m excited/terrified because …
Well, we’ve met.
Note to self: Pack extra flannel and those Superman socks that you wear when you’re feeling scared or nervous. 235 more words
1 month ago