Author Archives: lorraineelzia

Own the responsibilities associated with your blessings! Nothing in life comes without a price. We don’t always want to hear that, but it is true. Even if you are blessed and highly favored, it does not come without a price. … Continue reading →

My braids are too tight. At least that is my perception at this moment in time.  Not because they are causing me pain, but because they make my mind squint to see things in a manner I have never seen them … Continue reading →

Real Life “X Factor”                 For the last couple of weeks, I have been watching the show the “X Factor” trying to decide if it would be my new reality show of choice.  I was riding the fence on whether … Continue reading →

           All writers have experienced it.  It’s that warm fuzzy feeling of joy when we’ve written something that we know is good. It’s that feeling of giving birth to a creative or thought-provoking piece.              For some, it’s a piece … Continue reading →

  He breathes in me the breath of vitality.  Giving me anticipation of changing residence from the inhibited address that I own, to a more desirable zip code on the side of town known for sexually living. He makes me … Continue reading →

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I study her in a manner I don’t want to.    I can’t help myself. She captivates me as the willing prey that I am.   I can’t help but notice the cute way she has of tucking her hair behind her ear, just … Continue reading →

          My fondest memory of Christmas comes from the first Christmas after my sister and I figured out that our gifts did not come from a jolly white bearded man in a red suit, but from our single parent mother … Continue reading →

An ant can carry 20 times its weight.  I’m willing to place a bet that the average woman carries double that amount on her shoulders on a daily basis. And like the ant we do it for survival and protection … Continue reading →

(Previously shared with some) I never have to wonder when my mother knew I had come of age.  There were two events that caused it and after each she never looked at me the same. The first was when I … Continue reading →