Welcome to my first blog post! To get everyone excited about my upcoming book (estimated launch date: August 6th!!), I have decided to give you a sneak peek of my two favorite chapters.
parallel love
Written in March 2021, won Gold Key at the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards.
infinitesimal coordinates loop around
playing an extensive game of cat and mouse
forever in motion, their eyes rest on the prize
marked by circular intersection
a reward always sought but never gained
on a track just as round lied their prophecy
also resembling childhood games
of endless chasing, nervous anticipation
and shifty eyes without a place
just two values plotted as parametric points
but right place wrong time now a distant past
cat and mouse game finally ceased
the circle was pinched
courses were adjusted
and the two souls now revolve around infinity
same tireless looping with a new condition
of unlikely intersection
except the odds were in their favor
and the circle’s belt combined our coordinates
but now we plot points on perpendicular planes
only to discover that instead they are parallel
disconnected but forever nearby
two points with a slope veer off course
like two magnets with the same charge
but the earth exists with the air
and parallel can become perpendicular
if only you squint your eyes and smudge the lines
for to breathe the same air
and walk the same earth as her?
a reward for impossible intersection
the two points’ courses are soon aligned
frequencies instead of slopes connect the magnets
whose charge is now insignificant
blue light illuminates the earth she walks on
the air she breathes
and the convergence of the parallel planes
through the frequencies her soul is seen
by a point forever watching, forever nearby
in awe of her pureness
her positive charge
hoping for one more moment before eyes force open
and the line is no longer perpendicular
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the memory of first love
Written in July 2022.
the wind spun woven fabric of tattered souls
blurred the world’s intricate sapphire-emerald edges
that reflected clouded radiance
roman candles permeated shadowed infinity
ambient laughter turned muddled background noise
as unfamiliar emotions ebbed and flowed
waves buckled under pressure
the avoidance of change leaves unfinished thoughts
unnoticeable ambiguity swirled around
only to be recognized later by virtue of familiarity
so much lost in translation
connections crumbled to ashy oblivion
only later identifications unearth
overlooked pathways hidden by hand-built walls
missing pieces fall into place
significance never once faltering despite the delay
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