When you look at someone, what do you really see? I reflect on identity, perception, and the unseen truths in every gaze.

We all carry weight we don’t show. I reveal a few of mine—and invite you to consider what might be weighing on your heart.

My love-hate relationship with New York and those associated with New York.

I walked into the room And he was there We caught each other's glances And it felt right just being there We walked towards each other, through the crowd And we never looked away from each other. The world around me seemed to move in slow motion Like it was him and I alone in the world together As we were approaching one another All the reasons why I loved him came to memory His smile and style of how he viewed life Made me look at the world very differently We finally approa

Pain, anger and hurt How I feel everyday I've felt it possibly In every single way Relationships And family Friends and Others dear to me From them all All I want is love To feel wanted and special But I only get that from God above What about on Earth How about just a little bit? But will that ever be enough Will anyone on Earth ever be able to fix it? I say one thing And people don't hear the whole story They are quick to judge When that's not the whole allegory When I expr

The dealer deals Our 7 cards, when in Rome. I observed my hard And I see my short-trip ticket home. Three +4s in my hand, 2 in blue And 4 and 5 in green The regular numbers can be shown But my +4s shall be unseen. It's my turn now And I throw my 4. People playing out of turn Shh, sit and watch; that's how the game goes. It's me again, 2 in yellow And it's a tricky play. I can put my +4 down But instead, I put my 5 in green and called it a day. I played my 4 in green already N