Poetry
Self-Taught
I took in all the teachings of who I ought to be
The Conversation
Now with new resolve I shake
that which once caused me to break
A look of recognition
I know we’ve walked together through the same tumultuous realm.
Thank You For Being Lime Green
Thank you for being lime green in a world of muted colors.
Mirrors & Windows
tired?
how could i look anything but?
A Question For the Mentors
I want to go back in time.
I want to find the person who convinced me of a secret.
Singing with Mama Maya
Even though our mama is gone now, I still continue to sing.