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#ThursdayThoughts

on a Friday

cuz sometimes

that’s how it goes down

Random Thoughts

1. I love Posh. I mean, come on. That leg. How can you not?

2. I also love Chicago but while I was out there for The Kid’s spring break, it was fucking cold those first few days. I couldn’t help but dream of the beach. Of course, meeting The Edibles, my insanely cute niece and nephew, warmed even my cold, dark heart. I’m not the most baby-friendly person, but those two are so damn delicious, it’s hard to keep your hands off them. (And sorry, I’m not including pictures of them because they’re not my kids and I don’t want my sister and BIL to kick my ass for possible misappropriation of all that cuteness, just trust when I say you probably haven’t seen a more nibble-worthy duo. Ever.)

Underneath the El, Chicago

3. I’ve always thought Jeffrey Dean Morgan is sexy but holy fuck he does something to me as Negan. Holy fuck.

4. This is quickly devolving into the celebrity version of Random Thoughts but who cares? Every so often one is allowed to salivate over some famous folk, especially if they’re named Matt. As in Matt Damon. As in my other problem, the one that’s not named Rihanna. I mean, come on, he’s freaking Jason Bourne. Can you blame me?

Also, that Jason Bourne trailer is. the. shit.

5. I had an amazing writing moment this week. I was working on a chapter in JUMA told from Juma’s POV and it was the first time I’d written her in a while and it’s a major chapter for her so I was kind of worried about getting it just right so I was thinking about it for a second, going over all the ways to approach it, and finally told myself, “self, shit or get off the pot,” and started writing. An hour later I looked up from the screen to take a breather and realized I had been so deep into my works, like really up in them, kind of lost, that I had no clear idea of what I’d put down on the paper. Which is both scary and amazing. And this time I’m happy to report, I come down on the amazing side of things because that chapter I wrote, while “in the zone”, holy fuck it is brilliant. I can’t wait to share it.

6. This was my birthday week and I say week because I’ve been celebrating all damn week. I’m normally not so energized about my birthday – it’s just another day of my life – but this year I felt the need to treat myself and so that’s what I’ve been doing. It began with my fabulous college roommate coming into town with gifts of tequila and a personal and perfect flask, because she knows me like that, to a poetry reading at Bowery Poetry Club’s open mic night to David Gandy and blueberry pancake cakes to breakfast at Bubby’s on a weekday with my favorite girl, ordering coffee with a side of tequila, acting like we’re two rich bitches without a care in the world. It’s been fun and I’ve been happy but now it’s time to get back at it, meet these daily word counts, and finish this book. Welcome to the #writelife, I believe they call this #livingthedream.

7. Also, in case I didn’t say it, my friends are the best. The Best. Every girl should be surrounded by as much love as I am – I feel ridiculously lucky to have them in my life. That is all.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 28

ON ART AND PROSE

words flow off

my tongue with you

chats deep into the night

blossom without

care or concern

tiny truths are

easily shared

laughter pools

at our feet

soaks our toes

kisses our ankles

while underneath and

above and all around

is the palpable

thrum of desire

for art and prose

and each other

kiss me now

leave me free

learn me forever

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. These pieces won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

FUNK PUNKS – An Interview With A Colored Museum

MADHURI WRITES In honor of my step-mama’s birthday I decided to interview her so the world can see just why I think she’s so damn cool. Learn more about her experiences as a writer and …

Source: FUNK PUNKS

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 27

HAIKU

my name on your lips

complex robust infinite

kiss me love me breathe

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. These pieces won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

Work In Progress

Late last year I started thinking about ways I can step outside my comfort zone and really live life to the fullest. It’s so rare to get a second chance to find yourself be yourself enjoy yourself and since I’m getting one, I want to make sure I do as much as I can to really make it count.

Hence the poetry readings I’ve started doing every week. So far I’ve hit the stage in Jersey City, Chicago, and as of last night, I can officially add NYC to my list.

I said for my 45th birthday I was going to do the open mike at the Bowery Poetry Club and despite being scared shitless and totally nervous, but also mad excited, I did it. Around 8:03 pm I was called up to the stage to read the last poem of the evening.

Check it out:

I’m getting better at this, non?

Either way, it was a stellar way to celebrate 45 years of being on this planet – thanks Bowery Poetry and my good friends Patty, Destiny, and Meisha for coming out to show me some love.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 26

GIVE AND TAKE

allow me to

fall in love with you

he whispered

so long as

you leave me free

she replied

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. These pieces won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 25

FOOD OF LOVE – a Wednesday Free Write

feed me freedom

she whispered

I need to know

I can come and go

as I please

when I want

and you won’t despair

my absence

you won’t fear

my disappearance

you will understand

the food of love

is a meal

best eaten

with a smile in my eyes

laughter on our tongues

and kisses made of honey

I will indulge your

every desire

to drift and roam

he replied

I will gather carpets of stars

and blankets of moonbeams

for the nights you are gone

I will wash well-trodden paths

and chop treacherous terrain

for a soup to nourish

your meandering soul

I will milk the heavens

and knead the canyons

to bake your

wanderlust bread

so long as you allow me

to fall in love with you

he promised

I will feed you freedom

wrapped in parchment paper

and tied with a string

please

she replied

her voice a low growl

of lust and desire

fall head over heels for me

make me fat

with your love

then set me free

I promise to return

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. It’s also my birthday today so it’s quite fitting that this poem is one about love and freedom – a most necessary duo. These pieces won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

photo credit: @ahmet.erdem

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 24

BEHOLDER

her eyes

saw exhaustion

late nights

bags and dark circles

his eyes

saw beauty

intelligence

depth and mischief

you made me

look so pretty

she exclaimed

as she studied the photo

amazed and awed

I did nothing

of the sort

he replied

that part

is all you

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.

#NationalPoetryMonth – Day 23

NARCISSISM or

SOME BOYS

news flash

a quick hello

good luck

be magic

means just that

I don’t speak in code

you needn’t read

between the lines

it is what it is

nothing more

nothing less

perhaps you should

get over yourself

I know I have

April is National Poetry Month and to celebrate – inspired by that badass word warrior Jason Reynolds and my writing promptress Jena Schwartz – I’m going to post a poem every day. They won’t be perfect, they never are, but they’ll be here, every day of April. I hope you stop by and enjoy the words and maybe even feel moved to share some of your own.