Like cocobread and patties, Ting and Kola champagne Tasting you sends crazy satisfaction through my veins You suck the life out of me, Like stubborn mosquitoes I welcome you, translating you like Bien Venidos into stares and body language only... Continue reading →

I dream of times when I travel across hills of berries,crossing rivers of sweet red syrupspassing through valleys of raw chocolate,gardens of green apples, fields of licoriceand climbing mountainsof the richest brown sugar,in search of the sweetness that i know... Continue reading →

the look in his eyes… his gaze held so tightly that I could feel his pupils read me like his every blink could write me as if he knew my every crevice, felt like he memorized me, disguised me in... Continue reading →