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Memory wire assisted in creating this bracelet. I LOVE MEMORY WIRE! Beside the wire, a combination of Swarovski Crystals, glass and silver beads help produce this beautiful black and green multi layered arm piece.

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tees-jewels:

Memory wire assisted in creating this bracelet. I LOVE MEMORY WIRE! Beside the wire, a combination of Swarovski Crystals, glass and silver beads help produce this beautiful black and green multi layered arm piece.

Follow my amazingly talented sister’s awesome blog! tees-jewels

tees-jewels:

Creativity is a God giving way to feed your soul.

-Tamika Howell-Brown

One of those days… #doodle #planner #notebook #ink #bluepen #artmuffin

One of those days… #doodle #planner #notebook #ink #bluepen #artmuffin

The Zoo

Beyond all else,
what means the most
is knowing that we are ours

I’m
glad that we found us,
glad nobody warned us
that good things were on the horizon
back when we knew only darkness

I’m
glad we’re each other’s light,
the place where we both seek solace

And even when home is far,
even when we are not near,
texts and calls stitch us together,
laughter and soft silence
hide the seams.

At night,
the tones of your voice
leave your mouth,
Harlem Shake through the air,
travel from your phone to mine,
slide down my ear canal,
cause ripples through my blood,
and massage my bones.

Some
days
I
think of you so intently
that I forget you are away,
I feel you near me,
envision you
here, there, everywhere I go

Pause.

I know, I’ll see you on Tuesday,
I shouldn’t work this hard,
but separation is challenging
when all you want to do is embrace

And so,
I’m drowning
in all this empty space.
I guess this poem
is my lifesaver,
I guess it’ll do,
until we meet at the zoo.

blackbettye:

Mother & Child

blackbettye:

Mother & Child

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Prep Time

Past pain has turned me
into a skeptic of sweet things

So when
he speaks to me with words
of pure raw sugar,
I search for artificiality first,
and enjoy the taste later

Even where no trace of it exists,
I mistake his words for aspartame,
I doubt his sincerity

I doubt my ability to be loved,
to be cared for,
to be covered with sugar.

Somehow, over time,
I’ve lost my sweetness,
I’ve grown bitter.

Perhaps if I had practiced
more self love,
planted kisses on my body at night,
I would’ve tasted the difference
in my skin’s taste,
would’ve keenly noticed
the decline in flavor
like one does when chewing gum.

But what can I do now?
except take in his words
and believe them,
except hold his hand when he offers
and grab it when he forgets

What else can I do but be vulnerable
What else can I do but prepare to be loved.

Thank You

To all my followers, thank you for continuing to follow my blog despite its inactivity. Things have been crazy lately but I hope to start posting again soon.

#tbt #latepost #AchillesTheGiraffe #Giraffe #Figment #NYC #artmuffin

#tbt #latepost #AchillesTheGiraffe #Giraffe #Figment #NYC #artmuffin

Just a glimpse of my day. More photos to follow…eventually. #nyc #icapture_nyc #instabarbie #blackbarbie #blackgirlsrock #fashion #artmuffin

Just a glimpse of my day. More photos to follow…eventually. #nyc #icapture_nyc #instabarbie #blackbarbie #blackgirlsrock #fashion #artmuffin

Iambic Pentameter

The speed of organic conversation,
boiled down to a science
so that when two bodies are away,
words can traverse through peaks and valleys,
hopscotch through levels of stress,
and arrive in sweaty clothes,
while giving the illusion of spoken breathes

On the Pursuit

With your fingers,
stroll through my tresses

Take the scenic route,
or the road most traveled by

Stop midway,
and turn around
or get caught
in a tangled tango

There’s no right way to go,
but if lost:

Follow the kinks
until you find
peace of mind.

Love with you would Hurt

If perchance
you turned around
and caught
from your peripherals
me stumbling,
grasping for something,
and ultimately
falling for you…

I think you’d run far
and further
until your thoughts caught up,
until my ass hit the ground

I think then,
you’d extend your hand,
help me up,
and even after
I was vertical and stable,
never let my hand go

It only costs $0.00 to keep it real

Too much time on social media?

a-shadyqueen:

I feel like I’ve been consumed with social media. Instagram that tumblr this. I did delete my Instagram app just for a chill. I deleted my tumblr one for a different reason it became exhausting seeing certain posts and discussions that made me altar how I see and feel about myself. But right now…

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