Woke up this Monday. READY. Heartbeat steady. Thank you God for blessing me. Favoring me. Clearing my path. Offers constantly presenting themselves. A few have tickled my fancy. But, haven’t got me up dancing for celebratory delight. More of a mental vs heart-string fight which was my gut telling me this opportunity is not right. […]More
My most intimate Memoirs. Originally, ghost written.. But, F%$# that THIS is my life. I AM MAHRIAH Follow my journey. One day at a time.
I fuck with a Boss. I worship a cross. I’m a star baller being coached by the mastermind of hustler. My grinds gritty. My face pretty. I loathe self-pity. My language witty. My dream crush fifty. I gotta lot of sense. Not common. Rare. Flawless. Like Bey.. I woke up like this. Yeah, I woke […]More
At thirty-five. I’ve lived a few lives in this lifetime of mine. Wild Wind, Billets Doux, Love Letters, Imagine Me, Memoirs of a Masterminds Hold Card, Hush Tan. ALL have made me who I am. I grind with grace. I grind like I’m a contestant in the Olympics race. It’s taken me until now to […]More
Good morning. Slept late. Later than I should have. A struggle of mine. A night owl at heart. Living in a silent house makes it difficult to get up some days more than others. Today is Sunday. I truly believe a Sunday well spent brings a week of content. I need a week off so […]More
My nervous system. Very nervous. In a matter of 15 minutes. Apprehensive. Life suddenly appears fuzzy. One hour ago everything in me seemed swarovski clear. Now my eyes a flowing stream.. every-time I get an airbrush tan I seemed to stain my cheeks. It’s been months since I’ve swam in this deep sea. Tears flow […]More