Writing

Stop thinking about it.

What I Know Now Is —

time doesn’t equal volume. Years can pass and still leave you empty. You can give everything and be given almost nothing that holds. Longevity is not proof of love. And quiet doesn’t mean it’s peaceful. Getting bigger is easy. Growing up is something else. I can go anywhere I want — by myself. And if it gets dark, I don’t have to bring the light. I can stop. I can wait. Even though I cannot see it, I know the light is near — because I am still here. — Francy T.

I Still Do —

It just came through me Devastating I miss How? Hold me close I keep naming it so it will be alive But it isn’t and I know that I still do — Francy T.

Original Work

Billie: A Conversation with Lady Day

Proud Flesh — original work in development