Category: a love letter

I implored – knees incumbent to the floor. God sent you for me to adore. Nothing tendered but, aspirations – those profusive dedications at the altar – of you. My vocation of adoration. Copyright © 2015 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved

Dearest Chicago, I’ve written about the affinity that I have for you on a number of occasions, most recently in a well-received tome that I penned during a flight home last year. Unfortunately, it seems that I can always count on you for being in the news for all of the wrong reasons. The latest […]

Much of who I am had its beginnings in your bosom. I came of age under your tutelage, experiencing victories and defeats alike. I hear your inflections in my voice when I speak. I compare your siblings to you and none of them measures up to you. My experiences inform my steps as I claim […]