L trainin’

The river of people flow into the subway

Rushing like a waterway from stop to stop

Upstream and Downstream

Downtown to Uptown

From place to place and point to point

The river of people flow into the subway some on their phones on the way to homes and everywhere in between

Their heartbeats create heat as the trains ebb and flow from bank to bank

Wading through the sea of people

I find my way in the flow

Unstoppable this wave of flesh coursing through the city

The river of people flow into the subway rushing like a waterway

And I find my way in flow

Does the L go to the O?



Diamond like Love


Their love was made of diamonds so she could wait for him and he could wait for her…
I think that I have made love much harder than it needs to be. Listening to voices that weren’t my own. Not understanding what love really is. Even being too hard on myself and him too.
Its been a rough couple of months. Showtime show worthy. The memory that often brings me back to center is of him holding me and me feeling safe enough to sleep.
Maybe that’s love. Love holds on to you securely even when you have lost your mind and patiently waits for you to find your way back.
I have a love like that. I do. But I’ve got to make sure that I can evenly exchange. I must love myself in a strong secure unwavering way. I believe I do.
He tells me he’s not going anywhere. It seems that neither am I.
Their love was made of diamonds so she could wait for him and he could wait for her…
August I am waiting.

Alien Inner-rupted


Earth is a mother fucker sometimes. Earthlings are motherfuckers sometimes.  My grandmother tells me to worry about myself, to release those people and things I can not change. Sometimes it feels so hard to do – you know? She tells me that I am okay over and over. You are okay. Never in my life have I clung to two letters so hard …O.K.  You are okay.  Happiness and peace that’s what I seek. Spending time angry at two people who just will never understand me has made me crazy. *Laughs  It doesn’t make sense to hold onto those feelings – fuck ‘em and hug ‘em says the beautiful ratchet warrior that lives within me.  Truthfully, who I believe I am is what matters.

A month ago I didn’t even want to be alive. There were a lot of reasons. I deleted those sentences then retyped them ‘cause that’s the fucking truth and if it makes you uncomfortable so what bihhh. I write for me and this blog is an act of love for me and my great-granddaughter; the one who isn’t quite understood by her parents because their minds aren’t expanded and healthy enough to truly appreciate her beauty. Great granny knows baby and you are okay.

I’ve learned that to stay alive, for me anyway, I just need one reason – one reason to be alive. On my worst day, the only thing that kept me here was the feeling of the sun on my skin. *Laughs  I am infinitely grateful for the sunshine. The sun kept me alive on my darkest day. Earth is a motherfucker sometimes but I love this motherfucker and I’m not leaving yet.

T. Moon

I wrote this listening to Sylvan Esso – Sylvan Esso. Play it Right and Coffee on repeat.