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We have wings
we’ve wasted time
Time unused for building one
up to heights
Taking flight to score the clouds
of our wildest dreams
Grasping that light that comes with flight
As my wings begin to waiver
you pull me close to your chest
let my head rest
As I tire
up we go
into our dreams
If your wings
get weak we take my left with your right
keep the air tight
and keep flight
We can make this flight
see through those lightning dreams
The loudest and most electric
won’t keep us from flight
We have wings.



First trip

First trip to real

to realize there’s no end to this life of reason

First trip to a space

a place of unordinary.



Push to new future.

Focussssss…mind creeping to

Dont’ let it in.

She’s not there

She’s not coming back


Waiting for her

as she waited for you.

Missed chances

Slow advances

Too slow to catch before the break in fall

“I’m not coming back.

I must find me.

I find me and find

I find the love I need to be

the you

the you I never knew.

I never knew

I never knew the you needed for growth of us.

What you choose to lose

is the me you thought you knew.

This pain comes from emotion.

It’s emotion

guiding choice to loss

I choose to lose

the place I know

I knew the you with me

I can’t see

I must find me

I find me and find

I find the love I need to be

the you

the you I never knew.

What it’s worth

What’s it worth to me

life on my terms 
To shape self
 into one of the loved
See the sun in the eyes of the one
Who sees same in me
Mistakes to be had
to conquer 
Know I am enough
to me
I see
the sun inside
projecting lessons of love 
I take flight to a place
that changes in time 
It will define 
all that hinders me 
to be 
me or we
What’s it worth to you
to make do
or follow your own light
Achieve an us 
that is wanted mutually 
This breath is everything needed 
to become what is worth it all

Full Circle

I’ve written and ripped pages of words
digging up worthless meaning to this end we face
The end
too final for me to form
to give it life
Seemingly incomplete
Leaps and bounds were taken in haste
no slowing to think of cause and effect from one to another
I won’t bother you with my shoulds and coulds
but I will
paint the good to make it real
the reds yellows and blues
will fill your heart to blind your mind
of tainted thoughts and untruths you find
Words of love
give peace to the raging war in mind
No malice can come from love that has grown
real and deep
Weep of tears and regret
melting away unthoughtful action
Away I’ll sweep the lows of your life
To come full circle to a new beginning
there will be no end
only a new start.


I can’t imagine the heartache that can come with losing a child. I refuse to imagine it. My son is everything to me, and protecting him is a natural force and all consuming. In the midst of the bullying my own son has previously experienced, the love, support, and tolerance stands out. He is indeed blessed to have grown into a confident young man, despite what he’s been through, or what he will go through. At the end of the day, all I can do is pray. All I can do is release him to fight his own fight . I wish with all my heart that the parents of Ronin Shimizu can put the pieces of their heart back together and keep fighting for all young people like him.

I’m raising a gay young black man. Our young men are dying everyday at the hands of others…for nothing. I have no choice but to lift him up and teach him to have self love first and foremost. What comes after? Can I trust when he walks out the door, he’s going to be protected? By his peers? Our neighbors? The police? I don’t know and I’m not sure I do.  So with that, we all have to choices to make. Choices that make changes, whether good or bad. I choose to love. To love my son as deep as I can go, then go further than that. I choose to love my neighbors, peers, and all that do their best to protect us all. I will continue to find my voice to fight for equal rights, as well as equal protection. My choices effect the choices of my son, I hope in that he creates his own strong voice and instead of left, he chooses right. The right to be whomever he chooses, love whomever he wishes, and stays true in all the twists and turns of his journey.

Rest peacefully young Ronin. In your short life and a long list of others, we can all learn something from the unfortunate choice they made. And never forget.

In the wake of Ronin Shimizu, who took his life after years of bullying, I’m posting an entry I wrote on my tumblr after my own son came out to me at 12yrs old. We received so much positive feedback from just this post alone. I’d like to think my son’s confidence came from him knowing there were so many people that love in spite of all the negative in our world. In re-posting this entry, I hope it helps someone, anyone, that feels they are not loved or supported. We’re here and all around you, never give up and seek help anywhere you can.

me and him

“My 12yr old son came out to me on Tuesday night.

The look of fear, pride, and relief in his eyes was something I can’t explain.

I love this little boy.

I’ve looked up to him since the day he could dance and sing across my living room.

Or the day he asked for his first BRATZ doll and an XBOX 360 at the same time.

And the day he told me “This is who I am and I don’t care what anyone thinks….as long as you love me.”

I love this little boy.

He always knew who he was..and I did too.

I waited.

It’s funny the relief I felt by just hearing it come out of his mouth.

It’s scary the fear I feel for the friends and family we will lose.

I’m proud to be this boy’s mother and respect his strength and confidence for that will be what gets him through these growing years.

PEACE, LOVE and BLESSINGS new friends…for this is all we have in life.” ~candylocs, Feb 2010