Tamia Fields

February 13, 2017
Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 4.) 1

Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 4.)

Leading the way to your bathroom, king size of course Black and white, with gold trim Spotless floor, oval pebblestone bowls for a sink A place […]
February 9, 2017
Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 3.)

Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 3.)

Opening the bathroom closet Choosing an all-black towel set Placing it on your bathroom counter *sigh* Why do I love her so much Grabbing a blanket […]
February 9, 2017
Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 2.)

Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 2.)

The girl whom you shared playdoh with Now stood, fingers entangled One wrapped within the other Toying with an emerald ring As you step aside, in […]
December 7, 2016

Breathe In, Breathe Out (part 1.)

Toxicity  The words we hear Make us want to Shrivel up like salt on a snail Bringing back youthful rejection like that time we received rejection […]
December 6, 2016

Black Womanhood

Quizzing my future daughters on their true history; something of which won’t be found in schoolbooks. Teaching them to believe in themselves and to never doubt […]
November 30, 2016

A Cinderellian Tale (part 2)

Now that I’m grown And Out on my own With confidence busting at the seams Never being too eager to please My light is shining  From the Inside- […]
November 29, 2016

A Cinderellian Tale (part 1)

To all who think I’m a waste of space For if only I had one can of mace To spray in your face Then you’ll get […]
November 21, 2016

Looking (part 5)

The reason why I have stopped searching In all the wrong places Isn’t due to Whitney Houston Or even to myself But due to God the […]
November 15, 2016

Looking (part 4)

Why I have searched In all the wrong places Longing to dance With somebody who loves me When the prince of peace Has laid milk and […]
November 14, 2016

Looking (part 3)

Why have I searched In all the wrong places For a man’s love Convincing myself from childhood That a man’s love Would be all that I […]