Do you like poetry? Are you interested in street swagger but tired of the trauma and drama? Are you willing to look past the surface reality of my plight?
There’s always more than meets the eye, I promise you. I am not another walking traumatic experience. I live it, work it, and try to escape it. I’m a published writer with a poetry book and have essays, and I’m currently working on a novel. It’s urban fiction with Chicano components. I can vibe on so many levels.
I want a lot of things in life, but I have never failed in anything I put my mind to. What do I want? I want to laugh. I want to cozy up to some curves. I miss that raw emotional energy that is the heart of femininity. I’m not thirsty, I’m parched. Mr. Thirsty Thurgood the Third needs a pen-pal and outside contact. If not you, then who? If not now, then when? Strike me up. Share this experience. Let’s laugh and talk. I’ll be waiting.