A Bridal Veil

My mama said I was born draped in a bridal veil. I wish I knew it before I lost my spiritual virginity. I wish I never met one cunning woman who dared to say my forehead was tattooed with a seal of celibacy that should had been removed unless I wished my life to end

Wisdom Dances

Do not force wisdom to dance for the puffs of wind erupting from the folk-fest guests’ applause. Wisdom never moves to the rhythm of traditional dances. She refuses to entertain the strangers who look just for a fun filled day. Wisdom’s gracious moves are born from the Spirit— do not disturb her performance before the