Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Thank you so much wishing you well
MY love is going outward to heal your soul
As best I can
Whatever energy I can give you
To trudge on sister
As The spirits would have it
I hAd a rock in my purse
With the word “ faith” on it
I got it at a church
A friend of mine sings at
She’s got “ extra- sporano “
They laugh
But they know what I mean-

I am tired of that sandy and burned skin

Wrapped in salt and seaweed
My dreams go out to see
What maybe will be

That night there were so many shacks
Drums and stairways-a village built on the hill
Olive oil presses and dancing
The people I ran into

When my friend died I felt it rip through me
I thought I was dying
I went to bed
Thinking of how women just give up sometimes
Coming back into society is a real problematic
Kindness- kauai - blessings- heart beats hugs too
Thank you so much for your prayers
Snow birds are back - people love it between the city
Country beaches
I feel sad
My friends-2 have died - recently
My head pounds
I don’t know how to let go
The sun will shine those hills will be climbed

Attempting to renovate the body
And it’s working out with a trainer
I have to feel it build up
Smiling : I had coffee
It soothes my soul
Love tore me up
Slapped me down
4x
I’m
Dreaming I asked the father of my sons..” did u ever love me?”
I woke up with a black eye
It does not surprise me
Our relationship went from Italy to Nigerian
Worlds
Then Italy
Where are the shoes?
Saints and angels come now
I gave her the rock
I have some wierd ass premonition

Broken lost pretty omen
Of days to come;
The nerve centers wake up and shake up
Where are you? I know you are out there somewhere

sensing the future
grabbing the now
faith in self-love