Chronicles Of Chiney B

  Maura Healey Some things slip through the crack, this was one of them I was being forced to work from the office while I was experiencing a hardship during coronavirus and I got fired for recording the meeting. I believe I was in the right to request an accommodation while I was being denied one. I had just returned to work from my 5th or so medical leave in 2 years hospitalization and had an active domestic violence situation. I believe I was unjustifiable released from my position and are hoping you can take a look into the discrimination I was also receiving an obsessive amount of emails text messages and phone calls and emails from my supervisor despite sending screenshots of my difficulties. I was using the phone hotspot to power me as I was homeless at the time doing my job out of my truck and local coffee shops with secure WiFi.The Boston Globe I would like my position back with back pay. I didn’t deserve to be let go. It was coronavirus and everyone was working from home....

  My Dearest Maurice   Happy new years readers! This is just a quick message since I’m blocked. Read if you want to. In my daily fantasy of us I imagine you waking up wanting sex. Assuming you want me as your future wife I shouldn’t be worried. Because as I age my hips have brung pain to the party. I had my fun. I hope you just want to chill. One day he’ll be mine again. Am I certain of that still, not anymore. You barely remember me on a daily basis. Messages still lie unopened waiting an emoji or heartfelt reply but that’s not how it’s going ain’t it. It’s going weird. It’s lacking love though you say it your words feel empty and void of true emotion. Or maybe I just don’t feel like you love me the way you say you do. I’ve also found comfort in the voice of another. His calm brings me peace. I’ve known him for almost 7 years now while we are just reconnecting after 30+ years. Our love feels distant almost worn out with time but strong nonetheless. Or maybe I’m dreaming of a ...

  MIRROR My back still hurt from that time you slammed me on the floor it even clicks when we fuck. Danm I'm all messed up Hope noone sees this limp My lip still wet from where your kiss slept 11:11 the clock stares back I wish I never came back In your eyes I see the one I married Young, innocent, caring, and free Changed your world when I gave you this cub. He set fire to the new me made me want to reach higher. Now I stare up Your eyes black filled with insecurities as I kick and plea Your hurting me! This is the new normal I see Cover bruises with kisses and tell me how much you love me, but I still cant shake the memory of what you did to me I can't believe this is happening to me something my baby didnt need to see. --Chiney B--

  It’s been 3 years since that day I threw up outside the studio sick from Felisha’s undercooked porkchop. I had been on a mission that day two friends in a day. Why am I calling my rapist a friend it wasn’t a very beneficial relationship for me. In fact he’s the only one benefiting. I wonder what remains of my pork chunks on pleasant st in Dorchester. A place I’ll never forget. It was my first time going to a garage studio. The recording booth was my dream. Being in there just pouring my heart out to my fans. Except that night i didn’t get to sing he snatched me out the booth faster than you can say macaroni pie. I guess his friends would never hear my voice or my talents. Neither would my fans. I guess it was two risky considering it took him two years to bring me here. I knew i didn’t want to listen to any more military stories I was ready to tell my own stories. He was extremely critical of e Everything i recorded telling me it’s foolishness or not good enough. I wasted hours i...

 He gets me, in a way I haven’t felt seen before. The communication is on point. He’s 10 years younger than me. I’m in love with a man child. That feels awkward to say but I don’t regret it. Met this person on instagram about 6 years now probably the hottest channel on the fbi list. But we talk about inverters, generators, solar power, solar energy, btu, and injustice. Marijuana and its use. Legalize the ganja. Texas is usually the last to catch a hint while the rest of the world advanced forward. Is it the Cuba of America? I imagine white people doing the jobs we can’t usually do. And the jobs we always do. I’m really being intentional about my words. I like to honest but I’ve found fib has made it to my tongue withholding information and just being afraid to just be open and vulnerable. But with you I can do that. Not even sure if you read my blog but in case you forgot I love you man. You’ve set fire to my existence again. I’d like to use you as my muse. Hope it’s ok.  I wa...

  Won’t you come home to me? A place that feels so home to me  Won’t you love me desperately?  I give you all of me and you let me down I want you I need you boy so desperately my feelings are caught up in a knot  You make me feel like a queen in a kingdom that has yet to rot. Ahhh another masterpiece in the works. Check back later all to my maujek.

  Birth As I ascended into greatness,  The walls began to close in Faces began to change  My mirror shattered from the pressures of caving in Reality vs actuality a “lie” A glamour so perfect I began to believe myself A world so perfectly built on nails, splinters and broken glass Unstable The truth seeps in Melted glass fills the cracks Like lava I dance in the dark  Scars appear beautiful through the eyes of the allured Glistening like diamonds in the wind From my sleep I awake