http://slow.writerscafe.org/tinasha%20laraye The original writings of author Tinasha LaRayé en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775944018 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Hidden thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1516394/ Soon.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1502791/ Am I to be called Black or African American? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1490060/ we all bleed the same color... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1329242/ my heart is still with my students...many of them struggling in poverty, victims of traumatic abuse, in foster care, or looking for a sense of belonging in gangs... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1294995/ May this beautiful leader rest in peace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1285898/ when you thought love would stay forever... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1284793/ I.We search high and low Looking for God in systems When He sits on His thrown II.He said, “Let there be…” Oblivious to the light They slept in their night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1266204/ I found this poem on an old blog of mine. Makes me wonder how many poems I have floating out there in my forgotten land. :o) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1265676/ Just noticing it's happening... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1250517/ I had a bad dream about a loved one. That gut wrenching, body jolting feeling woke me up this morning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1234908/ For Daquan Boyd... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1224924/ I wrote this a year ago. I knew what the verdict would be even then. And still, I am shocked...speechless...and overwhelmed with grief for this system and any progress we thought we were making. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1206502/ I saw this couple today - they could not stop staring. their longing was evident. it made me chuckle and it made my heart curious for them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1192865/ To be thriving and dying at the same timeWhat a pity, what a soreTo be loosely losing one’s mindTo be rotten at the core Candy coated outer shellsBeauty beams while ruin swellsHelp the thirsty find the wellNot all that shows is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1176697/ Just Don't! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1173054/ Struggle often wears the mask of deathBut truly bears lifeLike soil breaking and bleedingAnd seed dyingSo shall struggle commit itself to be according to it's purposeTo see life burst forth and shoot towards heavenTo see bulb bloom and growTo see fruit sprout and fattenTo see with new eyes tomorrow .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1163784/ ponderings... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1149142/ A poem for Trayvon Martin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1072229/ Now that people have votedMany will take off their coat of good citizenshipAnd hang it up in their closets of forgetfulnessOnce they’ve posted all of their facebook quotesUploaded their instagram photosAnd tweeted their latest gloatsMany .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1064433/ As I perused through my newsfeed on facebook during the debate - I found it was full, not of just different opinions - but ugly, hateful, spiteful behavior. I hate politics. that is all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1056727/ this birthed from a writing challenge with friends. Some of us live mundane lives & are on an ineffective path towards our purpose, simply because we can't commit to what it takes to reach our destiny http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1046414/ I'll find a title when I get to heaven... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1033913/ my thoughts on this election... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1032583/ does time heal all wounds? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1029127/ moments when i wake up and look back and it all feels so surreal... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1025082/ reality check.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1024808/ seasons change...life shifts...God remains. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1021482/ observation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1013584/ Caught in love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/1012833/ I close my eyesAnd see youPeeking only to look up at stars that connectThe miles that divideI ride on the dipAnd slide through belt loopsShooting across the skyHoping you'd see me flyHoping I'd land nearbyHoping endlessly for the windTo be your whisper in my earCool goosebumps cover me from toe to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/988925/ I hate it when people Take my historyAnd ball it upCrumple it upSit it on the curbTo be picked upLike it’s disposableLike it’s replaceableLike it’s garbage It’s my historyAnd the only price value it hasIs incomparable.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/957236/ I can't wait for the day when racism of today is no longer a writing prompt...or an experience. #sigh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/942810/ This started off as a writing challenge with a friend. We chose a title and a deadline & just ran with it. The piece below evolved into a platform. Please help support this cause! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/940941/ smuh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/933478/ Just a little word play...but also a look into my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/900403/ just needing to get thoughts out in some form. it's eating me up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/853496/ In lieu of all the natural disasters. I am in no way mad at God...I understand that we are in end days - but this piece is a manifestation of my frustration. Just being true to my emotions.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/844452/ For the Typhoon Victims in the Philippines, December 16, 2011 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/843311/ a common question http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/841291/ God's awesome work! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/841289/ just writing off the top of my dome... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/839287/ pretty plain to see... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/837611/ it's just the risk you take...but it was worth it, every moment of joy...and even the ache. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/821979/ God always sends the right people at the right time...for healing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/821644/ sometimes one's spiritual journey still has yesterday's burdens attaching themselves to today - hindering true progress. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/814611/ just feeling disconnected from life....even though so much is moving and happening around me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/749617/ wrote this in response to all the madness about Osama Bin Laden's death.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/731066/ so...i straightened my hair - and it was the first time I hated doing it, the first time I wanted to undo what I did to return how God made me...Black, with kinky hair and tight curls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/719117/ racism...i hate it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinasha-laraye/718580/