Oct 2, 2020
Hi, I am Tsholo Khalema, this is my first thought.
Black Lipstick on a sunday morning
Sipping on balck cherry mimosa topped with mint.
She looked beautiful. Her milinated, being sun kissed by my eyes.
You're catching me on a good day, a scab goes blacker as the healing process is maturing, regenerating perhaps....
Sep 30, 2020
This is DM, and we’re at number twelve.
I used to work at a nursing home, at the reception desk. As a result, I was often the first point of contact for families visiting residents. This one guy would visit his mother about three times a week. He was nice enough, but never chatty. One night he comes in, heads my...
Sep 30, 2020
My name is Donna-Michelle St. Bernard and this is my eleventh thought.
I recently got into a thing with a collaborator about whether Han shot first. Not really about if he did or not, but about whether it matters if he did or not, and whether that is a thing worth saying. It matters, I assure you. If you’re a...
Sep 30, 2020
My name is Donna-Michelle St. Bernard and this is my tenth thought.
I have these red boots. I love them. As soon as I saw them I knew my life would change if I could only have them. Then I got those boots. I love them. And I almost never wear them. They are those things that are so special, too special, no...
Sep 30, 2020
#14 NEVER NOT TRYING
This is Donna-Michelle St. Bernard with my fourteenth and final thought.
I am trying my best. I have grown so much and changed not at all. There is a small part of me that is untouched by injustice and cynicism. A part of me still open to criticism. There is still a portion not smudged with...