The life of a Quinquagenarian!
Whenever they got together, it was as if they fit like the needle to the grooves of your favorite 12 inch. The anticipation of being in the presence of the other made every breathe deeper, made both hearts beat faster and somehow they could feel themselves redeveloping childhood butterflies even though they’ve known each other for years.
Her smile, when she smiles the world feels like a better place to those who are privy to it
I have no Inkling where this came from, but I rolled over in the middle of the night, and penned it.
Let’s keep it “Trill” for a moment, shall we?
As a black woman, I’m expected to be pretty, not just pretty but flawlessly so. Lest someone better come along and take my man.
She sat across from her daughter, as the tears flowed, she wasn’t aware of the profound effect that the apology would have on her. she had no idea that she’d been waiting years to hear it.
But read it anyway… Here it is, the 2nd day of the year already (or at least it was when … More
“hmmm, he’s a lot cuter in person, should I invite him in? And how thoughtful of him to bring flowers”.
She’s not as resilient as she used to be… Why is it that the older we get, the harder it … More
