Coffee or tea or something like that

Scrolling down my timeline and there’s nothing I want to focus on.

Looking forward to seeing a post from that favorite feed only to get no rejuvenation.

Feeling better today than yesterday. So I search for something bigger.

Something stronger. Something out of the norm.

I like wet dreams and things that steam mirrors. But when my heart is weary and body is aching from sickness what I want is compassion.

The rat race has made it’s way to the internet and no-one has to drive a car for 9 to 5 thinking.

Rain, sleet, or snow. The pretend job has us going clockwork orange.

When all I really need is a hug and a cup of coffee. I can get both from the internet too yet neither will taste the same.

It’s Tuesday night and I’m in the middle of a snow storm.

Til we meet again.

Xoxo Kandee

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February 5, 2019

My son lost his friends. Rest in peace to his childhood.

Death and violence is preventing young men from seeing another day.

Stopping young women from seeing the future.

Holding us back.

An attack has been launched on this place.

Still we thrive in the sadness of it all.

Standing tall in our light makes us strong. The shadows will forever hold our past. We walk away from them pushing forward to etch our lives in truth of it all.

C L Cunningham

📷 Daniel Vazquez

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