i am under a self-imposed ban on ordering books online
due to a grave dependence on chapters, indigo, amazon
due to the rapid-fire ease with with I fill my virtual shopping cart
due to the giddy high i feel upon finding books on my doorstep
i am under a self-imposed a ban on ordering books online
this is the return of the library book...
If the accumulation of nicknames, terms of endearment and affection, speaks to the love present in your life, then i am well loved;
jam
jammy
jamjam
jamarama
jumbolaya
strawberry jam
peanut butter
jamboree
JambaJamba
Jammin-on-the-One
JamRock, as well as simply 'Welcome to'
Jam-down-session
JahJah
JahLove
JahBizzle
have i missed any?
damn i love that ish.
thank the lord i'm no jane.
there is a moment, a hallowed moment, when a stillness follows your speech and your eyes raise towards the crowd to indicate the close and their eyes meet yours to indicate understanding. here lives a pause, a perfect silent pause (save breathing and heartbeats,) wherein you and they are all that is and stand in awe of each other. the fleeting moment in time is in itself a deeply moving show of mutual gratitude is broken by an abrupt uproar of applause. this moment is sustenance for the soul, it is balm to a open wound, it is an embrace for those feelings that are long-gone, lonely, fearful of exposure. i want to live in this moment.
Jamilah Malika
