Stolen Words are my compilations of lyrics used to make a new piece of prose of sorts. The lyrics are ‘stolen’ from the songs I hear while listening to SiriusXM. Below is a piece I wrote in response to the tragic events in Orlando last weekend.
I am not gay. I am not transgender. I do not know how it feels to be physically and emotionally attracted to another woman. I do not know what it is like to not be able to identify with the gender I was born as.
But I do know about love. Continue reading
Stolen Words are my compilations of lyrics used to make a new piece of prose of sorts. The lyrics are ‘stolen’ from the songs I hear while listening to SiriusXM.
I have been trying to write a piece about the mass shooting in Orlando since Monday. I was attempting to stay focused on the positives like love and acceptance, maybe even forgiveness. I was trying to avoid the negatives running around in my mind like anger and fear. But as I listened and stole the lyrics, I realized two pieces were emerging. One coming from the brighter side of my heart, one coming from the darkness in my mind. So I decided to surrender to my own internal battle and let both pieces have a voice. Continue reading
When life throws you a curveball, do what Cameron in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off says – SWING.
Stolen Words are my compilations of lyrics used to make a new piece of prose of sorts. The lyrics are ‘stolen’ from the songs I hear while listening to SiriusXM. Usually, I surf my favourite channels to gather the lyrics however for this piece I was only tuned in to two channels, The Loft and The Groove, where they have been doing tributes to Prince. All of the lyrics for this piece are from original Prince songs. Continue reading
Okay, I will.
So that doctor’s appointment I mentioned the other day was with my ear doctor. I happen to have very tiny ear canals and excessive wax buildup so have to get my ears cleaned out and hearing checked every 6 months. No big deal. Continue reading
along the side of the road 