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God Talk

I talked to God today, she told me to write. A woman, whom I had never met before, told me to write. She told me to write as if that wasn’t the only that races through my mind 5x a day. Like there aren’t 136 different story plots floating around in there. Like I couldn’t get myself to bleed these words even if I sliced all 8 fingers and two thumbs. I do not have the words to write. “But you do.” I do not have the pain to write. “But you do.” God has been haunting me every single day saying write write write and here she was face to face with me shoving the pen in my face saying write. Use your gift my child. What are you waiting on? And so I’m here.

Find Yourself

It is imperative that you find yourself.

This world is cold and not good.

It is imperative that you find yourself
In something other than what people perceive you to be.

It is imperative that you find yourself
rooted with foundation,
and unmovable.

You will be tried.
You will be shaken.
Your foundation will be threatened.
It may even tremble.

But if it is rooted,
But if it is rooted,

It will never loosen,
Never move from its core.

If it’s built on something solid
No matter what is thrown at it
It will never be destroyed.

It is imperative that you find yourself.

Write a scene where a couple get into the biggest argument of their marriage-in a small fishing boat, on their favorite lake, at dawn. The motor broke, and they are far out.

“I told you not to go out so far, now we’re stranded. No one is going to come looking for us for hours.”

“Enough already! All you know how to do is criticize. I’m sick of it. You think you’re always right and the sun rises and sets on your ass. Well guess what, it doesn’t.”

“You’re upset with me because you don’t listen? Have at it, Dear. Be mad.”

“I SAID ENOUGH! I have had enough of you. I want a divorce. I’ve already been looking at places.”

“You…you want a divorce?”

“I’ve wanted one for a while now. We aren’t in love like we used to be. We’ve both changed and grown apart.”

“A divorce?  After everything we’ve been through?”

“Here we go.”

“After the miscarriages?”

“We said we wouldn’t talk about that anymore.”

“Am I supposed to forget we lost our babies, John?”

“Laura, look I’m sorry, it’s too painful to talk about. We’ve been together since we were 15. We owe it to each other to heal apart.”

“What do we tell our eight year old daughter? Mommy and Daddy are sick of each other, so we are going to live separately.”

“We tell her the truth. Mommy and Daddy aren’t in love anymore.”

Are You Fulfilled?

Good morning.

I hope you’re reading this with your morning coffee, or if you’re like me, you’ve stumbled upon this while checking your emails. I’d like to get straight to the point here. Are you living a fulfilled life? Are you excited about waking up in the morning? Are you eager to get to work? Does your job fulfill and exceed your expectations for the life you’d like to lead? I ask because these thoughts have been plaguing me for days. I am not living up to my highest potential and that is not fulfilling. Life is too short to be mundane. Nowhere does it say you have to live ordinary. You have to work like this in order to survive. I was not put here to survive. I was put here to live. To be fulfilled. To give my out my gifts because they complete the world and that completes me. I am passionate about my storytelling and poetry. I am free in that space. I am truly and uniquely me. There is no greater joy than doing what I was put on Earth to do. Does your everyday work make you feel like this? Are you passionate about it? Does it make you jump out of bed in the morning? Are you fulfilled?

Must your mate believe in your dreams as much as you?

“Yes, If not more!”-Male, 29


“Not as much as me because it’s hard to see some things when your weren’t given the vision but I would just like my mate to believe in me enough to allow me to go after my most foolish dream.” -Male, 28


“As much as me, no, but he must believe in them enough to motivate and push me. It’s hard for someone to believe in dreams of others just as much as the person that has the dreams.” – Female, 27


“Yes, for me I need the support and if you don’t believe I can do something as much as I can it can take away from the euphoric feeling when something comes up. I need to be able to celebrate it all with you whether it be my dreams or his.” – Female, 28


“No one will 100% believe in your dreams. If she supports me and try to understand the things I’m passionate about then that’s all you can ask for.” -Male, 29


Your mate must hold a level of support for their significant other. Support must always be shown, even when they have heard it a million times.” – Female, 28

Who do you love? What are you doing about it? 

“I love my daughter and I love my husband. I tell and show them daily by not only being present but showing my appreciation for them both.”- Female, 28


If it’s true love I’ll let them him know my feelings. Letting it be known I think us the greatest thing you can do initially.” -Female, 28


“Romantically I love my girlfriend. I’m going out of my way to let her know she is special, I express my love regularly, I support and encourage her non stop.” – Male, 28


“I’m currently not in love with anyone. But I love all friends and family.”-Male, 29


“My soulmate and we practice that love every moment we’re in company.” -Male, 29


Is it important for your partner to be vulnerable with you? 

“Vulnerability is important because it allows people to be stripped of their “cool”. You can see a bit more into a person when they open themselves up to be so sincere.” Male, 28

“I think vulnerability is an important piece to a relationship. It shows your partner you’re not afraid to be raw and open. Being honest provides another level of commitment in the relationship beyond just when things are going great.” Female, 28

“I would say yes. I need to be able to open up to you in ways that I can’t with others without feeling judged and I would want to provide the same comfort to him. It’s important to be able to talk about and feel anything with my partner and we can get through it.” Female, 28

“Vulnerability means you are powerless with me. I want my mate to be empowered by me. I don’t want anyone I’m with to feel helpless or they can’t do anything without me. They should feel the opposite. That’s true love.” Male, 29

“Yes, being in a healthy relationship means you’re able to be completely open and comfortable with the person you’re with.” -Female, 27

“Yes and vice versa… falling in love is being vulnerable.” -Male, 29


What should a healthy relationship provide for the people in it?

“Peace! This and support go a long way in relationships. People are too busy fussing that they lose focus of what’s really important in relationships.” -Female, 28
“A healthy relationship should provide emotional security, support, love, and peace of mind.” -Female, 27
“A healthy relationship should have the people in it looking, and feeling healthy while also being happy. Each person should be smiling, laughing, and enjoying each moment.” -Male, 28
“A healthy relationship should provide both people involved a mental connection. Physical stimulation, chemistry, and material things fade. In my opinion, a mental connection is forever lasting. Look at it this way you’re only declared dead if your brain stops functioning. A connection that strong is one of uniqueness. There is something to be said for two people who are bonded together with a connection such as this.” -Male, 29
“A healthy relationship overall should provide a level of peace. Peace that your partner is truly committed to you. Peace in knowing this bond is not one sided.” -Female, 28
Love and Happiness like that Al Green song.” -Male, 29

How have you showed love to someone you didn’t know personally?

“I try to show love everyday to people I don’t know. I do a lot of listening to the people I run into. Listening is a powerful gift that we don’t utilize often. When I meet a new person I make it a point to learn there name and give them attention. Everybody has something to offer.” -Male, 29

“The world we live in today makes it easy to not love people we don’t know personally. I show love by understanding that everyone has there own version of self. And no version is better than the other.” -Female, 28

“Just by having conversation with people and listening with an open heart.” -Male, 29

” I can’t recall at the moment but I’d assume I met their need some way without them asking.” -Male, 28

Nothing Is Sweeter Than Revenge: Senator Chapman

“Sasha, we need Vincent’s whereabouts. He’s supposed to cut the ribbon on the new town hall building at 3. Go there. Follow him. I’ll call you when I want you to come back. I want to know what he ate, when he slept, and if he had an itch, where did he scratch.”


“Are you sure you don’t want to peek at the package before I leave?”


“You know we can’t do it without Persia. I’m just as anxious as you, but we have work to do.”


“Can’t blame me for trying. See you later.”




Rome went into her office and relaxed in her chair. Her business, although very illegal, had done well for itself. She meditated often on her how her past led her here.


“Rome, I can’t take it anymore.” Persia said.


“I know, I know. We are going to get out of here.”


“How? We don’t have any money. We don’t have anywhere to go. We are stuck here until we turn 18.” Sasha wept.


“I need you guys to trust me.” Rome said.


She knew they were tired of their foster parents. She had grown weary herself, but she couldn’t let them see it. She had a plan to get them out of there and to a better life. They just had to hold on a little longer.


“Can you do that for me?” Rome asked.


They nodded in unison. Rome was a saving grace for Persia and Sasha. She was adopted by the foster family that took them in and was their protector ever since. She entered the system when she was 15 while her mother was fighting trumped up charges in court. On the other hand, Sasha and Persia were born into the system. They were adopted by the same family when they turned 5. They have been together ever since.


“Let’s try to get some sleep, we have school in the morning.”


They huddled up and tried their best to drift off.


“What’s up Sasha? Is Vincent done already?”


“Even better, he pulled up to the Four Seasons with a leggy blonde.”


“He couldn’t be dumb enough to show up to a hotel with a woman.”


“Oh but he is. I’m sending you pictures now. I think she’s his assistant.” Sasha said.


“Follow them to the hotel room. Take pics of everything and don’t let them out of your sight. We won’t have to kill the bastard after all.”


Rome arrived at a ranch in the country an hour later. The smell of manure was enough to make her gag.


“I don’t know how people live with animals.” she thought to herself.


She held her nose and rang the doorbell.


A petite woman answered the door. Her wrinkled face complimented the gray strands that peeked through her brunette hair.


“How can I help you?” she said.


“Hi. I’m here to see Crystal.”


“You must be Rome, please come right on in. I’m Marsha, Crystal’s aunt.”


“Nice to meet you, Marsha.”


Rome followed Marsha into the dining room.


“You are dressed much too fancy to be down here with country folk, Rome.” Marsha said.


“Next time I’ll come properly dressed.”


“Maybe I can teach you how to how to saddle a horse.”


“I’ll consider it. Can I have the room with Crystal and Persia please?”


“I know that husband of hers has been knocking her and the kids around. I told her to let me take my shotgun up there with the fancy folk and teach him a lesson.”


“As nice as an offer as that is Aunt Marsha, I can’t let you do that. Why don’t you take the kids and let them pet the horses?” Crystal said.


“I suppose. Holler if you need me. Come on, Ryan and Rachel, let’s go pet the horses.”


“Thank you for coming, Rome. What was so urgent?”


Persia and Rome shot each other a look across the dining room table.


“Why don’t you have a seat?” Persia said.


“What’s going on? Is he dead already?”


“No, there is a change of plans.” said Rome.


“I want him dead. Do you see the bruises on my arms, my neck, my ribs? He deserves to die for what he did to me, to our children. I never thought he would put his hands on them. Never!”

“Crystal, did you sign a prenup?”


“We married right out of high school. We didn’t have two pennies to rub together. There was no need for a prenup. Why?”


“We have reason to believe Vincent has been having an affair. I know you want him dead, but he doesn’t suffer this way. You have no prenup, the ball is in your court. You can demand anything you want. Divorce is a real option here. This is your way out.”


Crystal bit her bottom lip, but said nothing.


“Is there anything you want, Crystal? We can get it for you. Your children’s education can be paid for until they are tired of getting degrees. You can keep the condos and the houses, the maids, car service, it’s all yours.” Persia said.


“Do you have proof?” Crystal said.


“My constituent is following your husband and the woman we suspect at the Four Seasons as we speak, she has been sending pictures and video.” said Rome.


“Good. I want his bank accounts emptied. I want every dime and I want him out of office. I want to go public with this and I want to make sure this never happens again.”


“Those are reasonable demands that we can make happen. You’re brave to come forward and speak your truth. We will be with you every step of the way. There is a possibility that he would serve jail time.”


“Perfect. I hope he rots for the rest of his days.”


“Persia, help her gather the kids. I’m going to check with Sasha and make sure she is still on them.”


Rome and Crystal met Sasha in the lobby of the Four Seasons.


“They are in room 1827.” said Sasha.


The three women headed up on the elevator.


“Room Service”


“It’s about damn time, you took forever.”


“Dear put on some clothes before you open the door.” said Vincent.


“Pass me my robe.” said the leggy blonde.


The door swung open. A swift kick to the stomach rendered the leggy blonde useless. Crystal stared at the woman clutching her stomach.


“I trusted you with my husband. You’ve been in my home. Assistant my ass.”


“Crystal! You do not stoop to his level. That is not how we resolve this.” Rome said.


“Vincent you are going down, I knew you were having an affair with that bitch, I just needed proof.” Crystal spat.


His nose flared. You could see the steam coming off his head. He raised his hand.


“Senator! I wouldn’t do that if I were you. There are several witnesses here and your career is already in jeopardy.” said Sasha


“Think long and hard Vincent Harold Chapman. How you handle this depends on whether you live to see another day.”


His hand lowered.


“What do you want Crystal?” he said.


“Everything! You play this my way and you don’t go to jail. At least not yet.”


 “Senator Chapman, sit down.”


His eyes narrowed.


“That is not a request. You will listen to your wife’s demands or I will have the police come arrest you and the paparazzi here to film every embarrassing moment. Now sit.”


He conceded.


“What is your name?” Rome said to the leggy blonde.




“Alice. This is Sasha, she is going to take you to the bathroom to get you straightened up and to make sure everything is ok. Is that ok with you?”


She nodded.


“Senator Chapman, my client has a list of demands that will be met by you.”


“Or what?”


“I like a challenge, Vincent. I have ways of making people do things I want them to do. I know people, I know things you don’t want me to know. I will ruin your career. I will run your name so far through the mud you’ll be left wondering why you existed. I will make your life a living hell, and this is not a threat. This is a promise. Are you ready to meet her demands?”


“What are they?”


“You have been a very bad boy. Cheating with no prenup, domestic violence, a gambling habit. The list really goes on.”


“Get to the point.” he said.


“Crystal wants eight million dollars and all 5 properties.”


“No. I’m not agreeing to that. Are you back snorting Crystal? You think I will give you everything and have nothing for myself? I worked too hard for this.”


You worked too hard for this? I remember this being an equal partnership. I helped you build everything you have. I never wanted to play the housewife. I wanted to keep working. I wanted to run my own company, not play a maiden. After I had the twins I sacrificed everything for us. You wanted this life, and when I gave it to you, you put your hands on me every chance you could. You should be grateful to still have air in your lungs.” Crystal said.


Vincent sunk in his chair.


“Shall we continue?” Rome asked.


“Please.” said Crystal.


“Crystal, also wants you to go to rehab. Now, before you decline, rehab is your get out of jail free card. You go to rehab and therapy as a family and she won’t press charges. If you choose not to go to rehab you lose everything. If you don’t want to do it for yourself think of your children. Ryan and Rachel are already suffering from this. You have a chance to correct this. The side effects of domestic violence will seep into parts of their lives you couldn’t begin to imagine. Reverse this while you have time.”


“I have a job to do.”


“You are taking a hiatus until you get out of rehab. Your family will stick by your side until you get out and then you and Mrs. Chapman will sign the divorce papers. You can rebuild yourself. You can even keep your job, but you owe your family this.”


“I will do this, but she gets six million and I keep the condo in Manhattan.”


“Can you agree to that Crystal?”


“I have no objections.”


“Good. Let’s get out of here. We will see you tomorrow for the press conference Senator Chapman. Let’s go Sasha.” Rome called out.


The three women exited the hotel room to the elevator.


“I didn’t think he would agree to six million and 4 of the 5 properties.” Crystal said.


“I told you to trust me. Aim high and put everything on the table. He knew better than to call my bluff.”


Crystal’s hands trembled.


“You did great in there. I think the therapy will help him. I wish there were more brave women out there. Be proud of yourself.”


“Thank you Rome.”


“No, thanks needed. Persia will take you and the children home.”


Rome and Sasha exited the elevator and disappeared like thieves into the night.


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