New Poetry Collection!!
I’m incredibly humbled and excited to present my soul in writing form. Ruminative words, my first poetry collection Description:Are you…
I’m incredibly humbled and excited to present my soul in writing form. Ruminative words, my first poetry collection Description:Are you…
5 Reasons to Get into Poetry It is the perfect time to reflect, set intentions, and embrace inspiration—and what better…
In a world filled with countless books, few possess the power to truly change a reader’s life. Haitian Views Through…
Breaking the Reading Slump: How The Feast of Love Rekindled My Love for Stories Reading slumps are the worst. As…
As we dive into a brand-new year, there’s a sense of hope, excitement, and determination in the air. It’s the…
We often talk about heartbreak from relationshipsWhat about the heartbreak caused by a dear friendIf you ask me, that causes…
Poetry, Prose, and Art My debut collection, Ruminative Words, is more than just a book of poems. It’s a deeply…
I don’t know the Haiti that you’ve all heard aboutSo allow me to introduce you to The Haiti that’s not…
The Power of Ruminative Words Searching for a book that goes beyond the surface and speaks directly to your soul?…
The Artist’s Dilemma: Falling Out of Love with Your Work As artists, it’s not uncommon to fall out of love…
Faint But there EchoesNot quite clearWhat could it be?whispers from the trees from the branches to the leavesor humming from…
I recall the days when my grandma would come visit me in Haiti.We would sit beneath the hot sunwhere the…
I remember when my background was just that Something that I would keep in the background Rushing to bury the…
Well hidden in our complexionIs a treasure to beholdSecrets that will take you out of this dimensionBlack as the soil…
We are all addicted to something that can ruin us. Temporary pleasures that still cannot make us whole. One more…
Cold wind strikes my skin. Each gust hits me like sharp shards of glass. It attacks every inch of me.…
What happens when the only thread two people share is their child?Regret simmers in the pot they use to brew…
When I first started writing, I struggled with distinguishing between poetry and prose. I would pour my thoughts onto the…
I do not have to go searching far for strong women. I do not have to even look beyond my…
May our love be like the branches on a tree… which not even the strongest of winds could break. May…
See my color and see my struggle. Do not be blind to my troubles. See my hair and learn the…
I have always imagined what it would be like to go camping, To spark up a fire and make up…
Where did she go? The girl with the smile whose length could run for miles. How deep did she go?…
If memories could be turned into letters,they would read like music is heard in the ears and magic is felt…
This rip in my spirit has been expanding for quite some time.I’m not sure how or when it started, but…
It’s been an incredible journey sharing my second poetry collection, Haitian Views Through the Glass House, with you all. Your…
Rippling through my clothes, I feel the cold wind,Swimming on my skin creating its own rhythm.As if my body belong…
Find inspiration everywhere: music, books, surroundings, emotions. Write freely, revisit work, embrace imperfections.
Even when my consciousness did not pick up on it Subconsciously I knew something wasn’t right.You see, sleep is my…
Celebrating the second year of Ruminative Words!! Thank you for taking such good care of my soul in writing form…
I am tired of making others feelings a priorityI choose meI choose my mental health.I choose to be selfish with…
The power that I gave to you over me was never rightHow can I say I am a victim when…
You play sounds out of methat I never knew could be composed.I’ve always felt like a broken pianoOr a violin…
Thoughts of you come together effortlessly I close my eyes and your Shadow invites itself in my mindWhen the light…
Everything happens for a reason. Every situation unfolds information. Every friendship reveals transformations. You are exactly where you are meant…
I am sitting on the grass pressing my body against the tree. Begging her to take me in. Begging her…
The older I get The more apparent it becomes how adults are still like children looking for someone to love…
Today I did something. I spent the day in bed. I’m not sure why, I was telling my body to…
She writes of him as though honey drools off her quill.A flavor awakening her deepest desires.He paints of her using…
What seemed to me like diamondswere only droplets of water reflecting light from the sun
I press my eyes begging for tomorrow to come.The night insists on being a little longer teaching me the importance…
We are two cracked souls patiently counting the days until they shatter.It’s our subconscious pulling us close, stacking all our…
The last few days were so long.I did not know yet what was to come but I could feel it.The…
If you stay silent enough you can hear the earth screaming at us to ease up on it. Explore My…
Take me on a trip to the darkest corners of your mind I’ll show you that yours is heaven compared…
I am made of two shades of life. Obsessed with the coldness of rain yet still yearning for warmth from…
Like a fingerprint, each is uniquely made. Specially crafted, there are no two alike. Much like you and I, attentively…
I walked in the room, my hands trying to balance my chest and my necklace calming myself, not really knowing…
The crack in the ceiling opened up, a piece of wall or paint dropped down. I looked up because of…
Introduction: In the realm of poetry, words alone have the power to stir emotions and paint vivid landscapes within the…