by Stacey Herrera | Mar 18, 2015 | Blog
My very first crush was a boy who looked a lot like Ricky Schroeder, with no silver spoon. He had a blond bowl cut and he loved basketball. I have no idea what his name was. I didn’t know any of his friends. I didn’t know what classes he took or whether he was smart...
by Stacey Herrera | Mar 10, 2015 | Blog
There was a time when I did not honor my body. I did know how to be in this body. I did not know how to live in this body. I did not know how to listen to this body. And I most certainly did not know how to respect this body. I consumed things without consideration...
by Stacey Herrera | Mar 4, 2015 | Blog
The world will gaze at physical beauty and fashionability. It will praise accolades and achievements. It will showcase talent and broadcast drama. It will make room for conformity and allow subtle resistance to seep into the cracks. It loves the bold and exalts...
by Stacey Herrera | Mar 2, 2015 | Blog
When I’m feeling amorous one of two things happens… I’m highly productive because romantic feelings ignite my creative juju. I’m not productive at all because romantic feelings cause me to daydream like a lunatic. Both are beneficial in their own ways. When...
by Stacey Herrera | Feb 17, 2015 | Blog
Your kiss is soft and hungry. You know just how to touch me, gentle but forceful. You ask me what I want, then tell me what to do. You are unapologetic about your desire. Your needs are my needs. Your satisfaction is also mine. You take your time, there is no rush....
by Stacey Herrera | Dec 5, 2014 | Blog
Whoever said “love means not ever having to say you’re sorry,” may have been onto something (that means you, author of Love Story, R.I.P.). But in my experience, love has meant saying I’m sorry – a lot. The people I love or have loved, know that I mess it up. I...
