Central Park, My Playground

A young girl from Queens, Central Park was my playground. E, F, and R trains, with direct routes to Midtown, placing you at the entrance or within walking distance. Climbing up and down the monstrous rocks and boulders, quite a feat for a child- Rollerblading on the paved park streets of concrete, swerving in and…

Flooded Waters

It was too easy; the lies rolled off your tongue like flooded waters. Something once peaceful and refreshing now a messy nuisance. The water expands, the salt corrodes, everything is damaged in its wake.

Be Kind to Yourself

Some days, I’m not even fully sure what the human experience is supposed to be like. Why are we blessed with these brains that don’t serve us to our higher potential?Sometimes I misspeak words, overthink things, get distracted, criticize myself, worry, stress, complicate things, forget. But I have to stay motivated, keep myself focused and…

The Haze

It was thick and opaque like fog rolling in overnight. A silent killer, eating me away inside; I didn’t even realize – My heart was hardening. Mind always racing, pacing, thinking. A paralyzing anxiety.

To be like water

Don’t let self-doubts get in the way of fully achieving your desires. Be fluid, like water. Pic taken by me at Prospect Park, Brooklyn.

Daily Prompt: Broken, A Battle of Dysfunction

She speaks the language of pain, of neglect longing to be accepted and loved. Fighting this battle has become a pastime, Engaging in scenarios that trigger fears, anxieties, insecurities. Throwing herself into the mix with dysfunctional characters who can’t get past their silly egos; their fragile self-perceptions. But you know, maybe it’s her, Maybe it’s…


Life and death, everything is so transient.   Pic taken by me in Greenwood Cemetery, Brooklyn NY