“All I could feel was love leaking in my soul and my heart seeping bits of heaven.”

“Wind as old as Rome outside my window, inky fleece clouds against charcoal crushed velvet skies, fall feels soulful, like a LaBelle octave.”

“I marveled over the cosmic metaphors in my life. Found that all I needed to see and all I needed to know; all I needed to understand could be found in a constellation shaped like the Big Dipper.”

“We've developed algorithms for orgasms, broken it down to a science, I spell out equations on the small of your back, your kisses, the most beautiful calculus I've ever studied. You do fractions and long handed division up my thighs, balance equations between my legs...even my sharp clefts and C-notes can't match our depths...”

“Wrote my way out of the hood...thought my way out of poverty! Don't tell me that knowledge isn't power. Education changes everything.”

“Lowkey punchdrunk off this Sangria-sweet love and all it’s prodigious trappings…”

“So I watch my sadness, gleaming in all of its soft pastel glory. And I listen to the arguments against my sanity. ”