Describing Black To A Blind Person

Black is mysterious. She attends work every day in a scandalously fitting dress, the hem dangerously high above the knee. Her shoulders are back and her head is held high. Her hair feels gelled in a slick back in a ponytail, gripped by the tightest hair elastic. Continue reading

When Love Won’t Kick The Bucket

Ella had just gotten back together with Eric, and although Amelia disapproved Ella was one of her best friends and would take her word for it that Eric had changed. They had been on and off again for more than a quarter of their lives. One graduated college and the other in her junior year, we thought it was time for them both to move on with their lives, to stop holding each other back (more so Eric holding Ella back). After weeks of speculated cheating on his part, everyone truly believed Eric had finally been flushed down the toilet. Continue reading

Museum of Memories

Do you remember that time we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art?

You trailed me through the Greek statues as I gawked at my “ancestors.”

Making poses next to Artemis and Apollo, as if we were Gods ourselves.

We thought  we were… didn’t we?

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High Heat.

I requested a warm affection

But received a hot addiction.

I wanted soul in his step

But witnessed stepping into his soul.

I asked for his hand

But arrested his heart.

And like a perfect rose set aflame

Burnt are the passions in love’s bitter game.

Milk and Cookie

I think you and I are as different

As a warm cookie and a cool glass of milk.

There is nothing similar about either of us,

We come from different ends of the kitchen.

You rest in the pantry and I chill in the fridge,

You are a solid and I am a liquid,

You crumble and I spoil.

We couldn’t survive together.

But above all of our differences,

And despite our ability to coexist,

We are an exceptional duo.

And one hell of a midnight snack.

Twenty-One Changes

You turned twenty-one

You drink now, but not excessively

You party more than you use to

You work harder than before

You have new friends

You have more freedom

You feel invincible

You say you’re more mature

You changed your way of thinking

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Fishing In The Meat Department

Is it a coincidence that men will always find a woman most attractive when she in a relationship? Is it strange to think that we are most desirable when we are unattainable?

Take my friend Nols, for example. Men were practically lining up at her dorm room all of last semester. All finely cut pieces of meat, if I may add. However, she had been in a committed relationship with a senior up until graduation day when it was decided that this piece of meat had an expiration date.

Now, single and ready to mingle, Nols is ready to get back in line at the supermarket. Resting on the shelves before her are pounds of freshly chopped beef waiting to be sautéed. The only problem, none of them are smart enough to jump in the cart.

It is a rare sight when a fine looking lady puts her self out there in the most obvious way only to be shut down. I am also positive that none of these men realize how blatantly obvious she is being about it. And if I have to hear about how my housemate isn’t getting laid one more time I may actually travel to the supermarket myself, buy some milkshakes, and lay them out on our front yard.

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