If women ruled the world Could we do it in diamonds – or pearls? Hair down, hair up? I mean, we are here to disrupt The misogyny,...

Holiday lights All is bright Fa-la-la love is in the air Sticky sweet, neon-colored candy canes Snow-white, starry-lit windowpanes Tis’...

Play with my curves The way they dip and bend But not my delicate heart. Play with my hair The cute curls, fun flip, its flair! But not...

Smile is bigger Days are brighter Steps are lighter. The way you look at me Heart is in bloom I feel like the only girl in the room......

Born of a rib But second to none I am she. I am you. WOMAN. Don’t question my strength When 9-5 is sometimes just a song To eat, we toil...

Black patent leather sole red and glossy like a whore’s lips, stiletto heels razor sharp and elegant – just like the double-breasted...

Deck the halls Ring the bells Sing the songs Bake the cake (for goodness’ sake!) Dance, prance, it’s that time of year When love trumps...

Eyes wide open More than ever More than before Stronger in my core Softer though, than I appear to be Emotions hidden under the sleeve...

I wanna be where you are Tell me – are you near? Far? Wine drunk, wandering mind Seeking to find… Memories prancing, dancing Cool...

She is strong, but she cries Good, but she lies Her heart breaks, mends This healing you won’t always see We are that woman She, is me....

Colors that blended, blossomed when we got close Those may be the ones I'll miss the most Vivid hues, the blues Intense Pulsating reds...

Amazingly it fit his mouth stretching as far back as the Joker’s, opening as wide as a whale to engulf the behemoth cheeseburger clutched...

Black patent leather sole red and glossy like a whore’s lips, stiletto heels razor sharp and elegant – just like the double-breasted...

The night never lies. Wading, evading. Watching. Closing in My skirt pulled up, as we slide into the alleyway Sweet sin. Bed calling, but...

Your purpose, passion, this place Are more than just time and space You are I am WE are That beacon of light Shining bright like a...

African-American West Indian Does not define My how, when, why I came to be. I've scaled mountains Sailed serenity The clay that molded...

He trimmed her hedges. She read somewhere that you should begin by using hand shears to clear out dead wood and thin the bottom of the...

Elevator sings its soft, cheerful note signaling the third floor. Vases of pink peonies - fragrant and welcoming - escort us inside. I...

Another one bites the dust. Who came up with that shit? Still spitting pieces of stone, moldy earth, weeds… I open mom’s front door As...

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. That was the sound of my watch as time dragged by on this hot Saturday afternoon at The Pace. One would wonder if...