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Country Flowers


I come from the land two turns outta gutter swamps, still got bullet holes in SUVs tho—pull up to the famly’union liable to find deer, pig, frog legs, a bite of squirrel and some gator from who tha’fxcks backyard is this, muhnegus we got these roun’here? right next to great grandmal’s good ol’ con’bread and cawlud greens.

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The Bag Lady’s SugarHoneyIceTea


Got my hands on an authentic vintage Gucci bag once. A nice one too—a collector’s steal—a connoisseur’s dreams

but really wasn’t my type of, you know, flavor—couldn’t satisfy my sweet tooth... Eh,

so I parted with it three days later for decent enough amount of fiat.

I know, I know—some may say girl you’awholefool out in these streets…well, to each her or his own custom pile of rocks to kick…

I know my own speed of light. I bang hard with my own style. I like the conversion rate of USD to Pesos

—and this Rosetti backpack for that Burlington price tag… let’s just say life was officially given bi.

#thesimplethingsinlife

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Faux Fur

My fur be faux ’cause I found no need to kill for warmth—we have been graced with the rise of comforts, namely pushbutton heat.

I pay no blood price.

You will not catch me trapping rabbits for fashion, ‘cuz like my diamonds I clean no blood from knives for a good show.

You may spy me in authentic fur—genuine leather maybe,

but know it’s been recycled, thrifted, hand-me-downed or gifted, and to the dear creature who has sacrificed most I offer no price, but many meditations well paid.

You will see me here or there my crown ‘dorned full and gratefully feathered, be kin to know they have long since been pluck from vintage wings, cast down from the plumes of one who still soars the skies or pulled from a shelf of manufactured plumage.

Still, you will not find me cursing the man who captures the doe, or the woman who glistens like pressure crafted stars from a laboring man’s land—no, ‘for every life has a price to pay, every bird a good song—and we all have a measure of heart, no one being’s strummings lesser or grander than the next.

Alhamdulillah

—♥E

 

 

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Winter Coats

They keep us warm, shield us from the extreme temperature changes—but I’m burning on the inside.

here and there, you just gotta toss the faux to the snow leave it for the deer to trample, and when they stampede

at the change of season, upon your return take up your fringe and run with them.

—Dance of the woman with 3 left feet

 

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2018 Manifest

 

2018 the Year of Manifest

Each year we each embark on is always a year or something…either you fill in the blank, or you don’t, eh. Truth is often we do not fill in the blank, and we end our year with little to show because we neglected to establish a clear vision of all that we desired to see come to fruition. How much we neglected our past year will reveal its no or low hanging fruit come the dawn of the new year—our current year. Let this be the year you move and maneuver in such a way that you blink once and 2019 slows down to roll out a red carpet embroidered in golds and lined with silvers for You.

All that you do and neglect to do will matter, yet, not all that is done will transmute to matter, and still, nothing is ever truly wasted.

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I can show better than I can …

…tell you, teach you, guide you, move you, force you.

You remember back in the day when parents would live off of the expressions “I can show you better than I can tell you,” “experience is the best teacher” or “a hard head makes a soft butt”? Truth be told, I know many parents, and many peers who still dance to the rhythm of each. I know I sure do! I can remember Maa saying “do your chores as they are assigned so they don’t pile up.” Well, we all know how that went after postponing them to play outside with friends, watch cartoons, eat a meal or two, twiddle fingers, or do anything and everything to keep from washing those dishes, cleaning your room, sweeping the floors and taking out the trash. By the time you finally got to the dishes that extra meal or so has turned into an extra meal or two per household member, and mother, father, grandma, auntie or other like guardian is staring you down with those “you better get that sh*t done” eyes. If your mom was anything like mine or my grandmas they were steady staring at you with a switch, fly swatter, or leather belt in hand—and you—pouting and moping because your favorite show is on now, bedtime is in an hour, and you can’t get on the phone to talk to your bestie until ALL of your chores are complete. Continue reading “I can show better than I can …”

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What’s your secret? Diet? Exercise? Lipo? …eh Baggage Claim…^_^

Every old face I encounter asks me in some form or fashion where and how I abandoned 80 pounds and slowly counting over a course of a year. I have no fancy regiment to deplore—no magic wand to wave, no distasteful diets or strenuous workout plans to hand out…my apologies, but so not sorry. No, I simply left all of my worries, stresses and extra weight at baggage claim—marked it carry at your own risk and replaced it with my light.

—♥E, floating like a feather

 

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Love Yourself Enough to Fear Nothing | #TeaspirationThursday

Love Yourself Enough to Fear Nothing | #TeaspirationThursday


There is nothing more precious than self-trust.

—Many days you will face fears, but in those times know that fear never derives from the fact that you cannot or will not. Fear derives only from the place of you have yet to.

Both Frank and I once shared common “fears”…the fears of pausing to catch our breath, taking water breaks during our marathons, and savoring the sweet smell of florals that run along the course of our respective life paths. Consequently, we often find ourselves crashing…pretty hard too, one after another and sometimes together. Yet, our true fear is never really the taking of breaks—no, that is fleshly, mental or secondary.

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