Jivin’ the Voodoo Down

Moments of truth, as we sat in your car on a hot Saturday afternoon, I told you "A year ago, I felt the calm before my storm..." the calmest calm before the hungriest storm... You look at me with an honesty in your eyes I've seen it many times before in fact, You tell me I've matured since then, you're happy for me, and that you're proud of me. I didn't need your confirmation about that though

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November Sides

Dreaming of a Malibu summertime in the dreary urban rain. I don't know how I felt about you last night but I have to keep it moving on in the morning Always. Lately I've seen through the canvas of your eyes, the mirror in your lies, the distance between our lives. You don't have to … Continue reading November Sides

Recurrence

Late 2015 - Early 2016. A time of my life where I found new infatuations for people and art, I got caught up in the daze of the years' Summer madness too. At the time, Kamashi Washington's The Epic became the soundtrack to myself discovering a new solace, comfort, and also accepting the terms of … Continue reading Recurrence

Acknowledgement

You should've seen it. Nothing happened, In fact, It was just another rainy night in the city, But there was something about tonight's ambiance That you just had to see. You should've seen me tonight. I moved on. I walked up and down Queen street with Callum, looking for some cheap takeaways for dinner. There's … Continue reading Acknowledgement

Way Back When

I've been thinkin' bout her now and then. Sadder daze and Saturdays. I wonder if she's even seen me goin' thru it. I'm hoping everything's okay. I'm back to the introvert I always really was. Listening to old-school R Kelly, and Roberta Flack. Nobody said I could quit, You and I know I'm not addicted … Continue reading Way Back When

Still.

Violence. I grew up with a love-and-hate relationship with it. I can admit, I've had moments where I wanted to commit acts of violence, but I usually kept cool and introverted about it because I have traumatic experiences tied to violence. Last Saturday night, a fight erupted in a party I was in. It was … Continue reading Still.