© 2010 Sandra Jean-Pierre I feel like anything I write at this moment will be a confession and I am not one to be confessing too much lately, since I’ve not much to confess but that I want to love you like the stars melding into the space that surrounds them, to where there is [...]
One could argue that coming out; with its trauma’s and tears, is only the start of a journey to self possession of one’s own needs, desires and predilections. As with all good journeys; maps although vaguely helpful in detailing the destination, in most cases ‘a love of one’s own’ don’t detail the geography which is [...]
Lectori Salutem! or L.S. (Greetings to the Reader!) Ridiculous was one of my favorite words to use for years and years and one day “poof” out of nowhere, the word was ruined for me. How you may ask? My best friend at the time just had to tell me a story about and her girlfriend [...]
so i’m having a lil problem… ppl telling me that i can’t love… or i’m too young to love anyone… but this girl means more to me than anything… read this poem i wrote about her after we broke up…. guess this is ashley, pushed away everybody now i’m my only friend and my worst [...]
It used to be that I thought making love was a physical act But now you are gone; so far away, a visit is an event It occurs to me how many different ways there are to make love We made love with a silent stare held over many minutes Your chestnut eyes imploring my [...]
