Saturday, March 20, 2010

LIFE || finding my sexy.













I wrote about two years ago, reposted it elsewhere last year, and in light of recent events, I feel I want to share it again. So here goes:

sometimes i don't think it is in me to be sexy. but i want to find it.
i want to walk around and exude sensuality. always.
jill scott is the perfect example. . . her walk, her voice, her smile. . .
she=sensuality and sexiness. . . and u don't need to hear her songs to see that...

i want that to be me. . .
i want there to be a little spark that ppl can't put thier fingers on
but they know it's there. that sensuality...

my sister has it. even my mom.
coy. knowing it's there but actually not knowing. . .
never too overt

me. i want to find my sexy.
my sensuality. move in it and groove in it.

me.








how do i get that? that magnetism. it comes so naturally for some people.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

“There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.” – Harry Crews

stolen from a soror's facebook page.

Friday, March 12, 2010

ART || inspiration.

poetry inspires me. it makes me want to get up and create.
when i hear it i want to dance, or paint, or draw, or just believe.
the biggest thing,the hardest thing,is it makes me want to write poems, too.

i am not a poet.

well, if i am, i'm a really bad poet.

but when i hear all the poets onstage, i want to master the language too.
poems where the words rise from my soul through my fingers where they flow in ink on a pad
or where they roll off of my tongue with grace, or passion, or anger, or love or . . . something.

i wish i could use words and play with them until their meanings become new.i wish i could master pun. i'd love to use assonance, alliteration, make my S's linger so it sounds so smooth


i'd love to mesmerize. i want to seek freedom by spilling the stories that we're all afraid to tell.
stand naked on a stage. just me and the mic. and let everyone take a glimpse at the real me.
one who is not happy all of the time.
one who is insecure
one who wants so much more than she is given
one who is afraid of moving forward
one who has faith that it will get better.