Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

Annoyed sighs arrhythmic stomps eye rolls and snarky commentary that leans toward disrespect… Defensiveness, awkward insecurity – Ooh, attitude. Confusion and changes, changes. Outward bravado masks inner vulnerabilities [that give way to strength] self-expression reduced to code words, shorthand and random dance moves. And still, a middle-of-the-road beauty about it all – Shrugging off the …

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Running hard andpounding pavements – trying to escape my roots;Damaged, ultimately tainted.Who wouldn’t,whenMom’s a basketcase;Dad an alcoholicto boot? I have no friends. I can’t talk to them;And not becausethat door’s not open…Moreso becauseI don’t want to be like them,and yet somehow still –I’m hopin’… Things will change.I tell myself this;Not sure at this point ifI …

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Beast

October 17, 2019


I beast.

Because, running a blog while working, parenting, and wifing full-time, while holding it all together?! Hello. It me. ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿพ

Not bragging, just proud of myself and how far I’ve come, compared to who I once was.

I’ve learned to be the kind of friend to myself that I want to have. How I treat myself is how I’ll treat others and how they’ll treat me in kind. My self-compassion could make me a selfless companion. I grow more when I know more about myself. I’m always learning…   15 October 2019

When my oldest son, Marcus Jr., was five years old, his kindergarten art teacher pulled me aside at an open house. I immediately started wondering whether he was about to tell me Marcus was in trouble for something, or his grades were slipping (in kindergarten?!), or he went off radar on his assignments – he’s …

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All I can think of these days is all I endure and I tell myself it’s so my daughter doesn’t have to when she encounters the world on her own. But the sad fact is I’m raising her to be prepared to endure the same things, and it hurts me to my soul… The thought …

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With just a simple thought, the firing of a synapse, the striking of nerves, the launching of cells, power emerges. The power to create – willed with only an unspoken command… rawness and rarity. The epitome of true talent; How beautiful the mind is that even subconsciousness affects reality.   18 September 2019

Look, mama! Look. A witch! No, baby, she says. There are no witches, Only people who understand That this world is not where they belong, only where they reside. Listen, baby. People who know who they are – They’re different. We’re taught different is terrifying We’re told different should be punished. But it isn’t any …

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