Ancestry, Community, Poetry
no longer shall i send love
i will hold it
along with you…
Flash Fiction, Poetry, Religion
I took in all the teachings of who I ought to be
Mental Health, Poetry
Now with new resolve I shake
that which once caused me to break
I know we’ve walked together through the same tumultuous realm.
Grief, Mental Health, Poetry
Thank you for being lime green in a world of muted colors.
how could i look anything but?
When you exist on the fine lines.
I want to go back in time.
I want to find the person who convinced me of a secret.
Even though our mama is gone now, I still continue to sing.