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iHaveWrites Podcast

I’ll be converting my published pieces into audio recordings that can be found on my podcast for those who may not have time to dive deep into reading.

Also in the future, I will have more than just poetry and blog posts uploaded to the podcast.

It will be a place where I will have unfiltered conversations with others about topics important to me and may be important to you as well!!

Stay tuned for more podcast episodes but in the meantime here is my first episode, a poem I wrote titled Where Innocence Once Grew

Beau Monsieur Launch Day Q&A – iHaveWrites

I tell you what, I could not think of a better reason to dust off the mic and put it to use again.  We pop out of a hiatus to interview the two co-owners of Beau Monsieur, Will Nixon Jr. and Letisha Boast. Listen along as we talk about how important it is for men to have an outlet when it comes to self care.  Looking for the perfect gift for the special men in your life? Wanting to know where only men can go for self care and relaxation in the future? Listen along, while these questions as well as many other others get answered as we talk about all things, Beau Monsieur.  You can visit the company's website at, http://www.beaumonsieur.com  Or you can visit their social media page which is @beaumonsieurspa on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter — This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app — Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/candice-leigh3/message
  1. Beau Monsieur Launch Day Q&A
  2. Episode 11-Recap On Mother's Day Weekend
  3. Episode 10- Time To Celebrate!
  4. Episode 9-I Will Be Quiet No More
  5. Episode 8-Netflix and Chill

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just thoughts

to be the inanimate object that resembles your love

the smell of coffee brings back memories of you staying a little longer

what undiscovered treasures live right under our noses

x marked the spot where i met you

and your hand brushed against mine

time-there’s never enough

or maybe there’s too much

the ocean lives in your eyes

and not a day passes by that i don’t want to dive into you

and not a day goes by that i don’t drown in all that you are

cries of heartache were only described sounds until i met you

something like the scary stories you tell a child to keep them weary of monsters until those very same monsters rob them of their innocence

in a sense i knew you long before i met you

in other ways its like I never knew you at all

x marked the spot where i met you

i fear ex will mark the spot where we fall