The Poetic Soul Of ÅnØmålî™...

Just A Few Excerpts From My Life... Here You Will Find My Poetry (Jumbled Thoughts Usually Written In The Heart Of Volatile Emotion I Had No Other Way To Express), A Collab Or Two, Some Of My Favorite Poems/Poets, Original And/Or Favorite Quotes...A Few Blogs/Brief Essays: Free-Style, Words That Move Me; Strike A Chord In Me, And That I Believe Could Or Should Strike Something In Others... Take Me In Slowly...I Swim The Depths Of The Soul...And I Am At Home There... ~A

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...Songstress.Writer.Freedom Fighter.Muse.Rebel.Actress.Prophet.Poet.Musician.Genre Bender.GOD Lover.Dichotomy.Trailblazer.World Changer. Blah, Blah, Blah...

"Art Is The Reason I Get Up In The Morning..."

By The Very Definition Of My Name, I Am Without Rules, Boundaries, Or The Confines Of This World...

"In This World, But Not Of This World"...

Simply Stated: I DON'T DO BOXES!

My Music; My Writing; Is My Soul Poured Onto Canvas. I Am Utterly Naked And Without Pretense Or Shame. To Understand It; To Truly Connect With My Words Is To Know Some Genuine Piece Of Me…Infinitely.

~ÅnØmålî~

Sunday, April 19, 2020

***On Saying Goodbye To My Last Living Grandmother...***


Although I've Tried Not To Give Thoughts Of This New Reality Too Much Energy This Week, Today I Lack The Ability To Compartmentalize My Current Truth...

YESTERDAY WE LAID MY BELOVED PATERNAL GRANDMOTHER — OUR MATRIARCH — TO REST. #MotherDear #Mama 💔

I Attended Via Photos And Video Clips In As Close To Real Time As Possible. In As Close To Real Time As My Processing Would Allow...

This Is What Goodbye Looks Like In This New World. No Hugging Or Holding. No Tangible, Physical Presence. Lonely And Empty And Unresolved. 

I Am On Autopilot. My Numbness And It's Origins As A Coping Mechanism Are Not Lost On Me. I Know My Emotions Will Catch Up With Me. In Some Ways They Already Have Via My Internal Process...But, From A Distance. I Am A Voyeur To My Own Pain. #Disconnected

So, For Today, I Worship. And, Hope. And, Move Forward The Only Way I Know How. Focused On An Uncertain Future With Powerful Determination To Manifest The Dreams She Didn't Get To See Come To Fruition While Here On Earth... Knowing That My Strength — That Willful, Obstinate Courage And Defiance Dressed In Quick Wit, A Razor Sharp Truth Telling Tongue, And A Wry Smile — I Got That From My Mama. 💪🏽🙏🏼💙

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