I didn’t want to post this on Christmas Day and sound like I lacked the Christmas cheer. So this Christmas poem came a little late. It’s for those who were going through something. You all know I am big on healing through poetry, and while many of us were celebrating and carrying joy in our… Continue reading My Christmas Poem
I am Okay
Here’s the thing about choices,it’s a quiet kind of freedom.We make choices, sometimes wrong ones,because that’s how the world names them.And then we carry the shame like a lifetime sentence. I refuse to live there.I refuse to let guilt become a room I sleep in. I chose you.I chose to let you inside me,and I… Continue reading I am Okay
It’s My Birthday
Hey! So, today is my birthday. I’ve just turned thirty-something. I had one big wish for this past year: to be a published author. And as I blow out my candles tonight, that dream is still in the “not yet” pile. At first, it felt like a failure. But then I looked at what did happen around… Continue reading It’s My Birthday
Pregnant and Single? A Modern Woman’s Guide
A practical guide for women who are pregnant and single. From processing emotions to money planning, support systems, and redefining family, this article empowers any single mom navigating pregnancy alone.
What Salma Mbuvi’s Husband Has Taught Me About Responsibility and Modern Manhood
A view on on the recent drama involving Salma Mbuvi husband, Mike Sonko, and the deeper issues of GBV, entitlement, and responsibility in modern homes. A look at how violence and comfort without contribution are slowly damaging our society and homes.
Betty Bayo’s Death, and the Realities of Blended Families
A reflection on Betty Bayo’s passing and what it means for Sky Victor, her brother, Pastor Kanyari, Tash, and the realities of blended families going through grief and life after loss.
This Mug – A Farewell Poem to a Broken Friend | Healing Through Poetry
A farewell poem to a broken coffee mug, exploring grief for everyday objects. Find solace in this reflection on healing, and the beauty of our own cracks. Read for a moment of comfort.
The Shape of Survival
I didn’t plan to write this book. These are scattered lines and words I wrote as the came to my head. They are prayers I whispered sometimes, and sometimes moments I remembered that made me smile. Some days I just wrote because I wanted to breathe or let go of some pain I felt. These… Continue reading The Shape of Survival
Backwards – A Prose Poem on Healing and Self-worth
I wrote this poem for her — the younger me who believed the voices saying she was too much. This is the rewrite. The assurance. The gentle reclaiming.
In My Next Life
In my next lifeI want to marry rich. I want love to come with chandeliers.I want my bathtub filled with rose petalsbecause he’s sorry he didn’t make it to my reading. I am done with plastic basins.Buckets that crack every time I mop the floor.I’m done. In my next life,I will cry in a Range… Continue reading In My Next Life
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