Beauty.

I believe in beauty. No, not make-up covered, hair done, clothes perfectly styled type of media based “beauty”. I believe in wake-up from a night’s rest, throw on the first shirt that makes you comfortable and throw your tattered hair into a pony tail confidently walking out the door, because you see yourself, and you … More Beauty.

Blind Sparing

I vaguely remember my first day bowing sensai to my instructor and beginning an intense workout for an 11year old. I remember that the first week, I was paired with a family friend, but also a strong thick girl known for the bloodynose/busted lip on her opponents. I remember thinking “holy crap what the hell … More Blind Sparing

Poetry #5

I wrote this poem. It’s kind of a shitty one, but it’s how I was feeling. There once was a time when a girl met a guy He shared his world to her completely. A girl made a promise “I won’t fall, no lovers” For his heart was tied to another’s. A girl fought back … More Poetry #5