Happy reading
worth // home base
It's not as if being a body makes you good at anatomy
So we sweat too much, it beads up in my brows blinding me
Libra Full Moon
She used to come
Maybe once a year
Now, you cannot remember
When she was not here
excerpts from ‘the becoming’
then one night i walked outside
and mother universe held me
and asked why i am trying to rid of the stardust
she sprinkled on me in congratulations
old friends
She was what kept me grounded
and kept color in my face.
She kept my vision at its clearest
and left my footsteps stable.
Black Girl Magic
Starring in
The brown eyed reflection
Of a Queen stronger than Ms. Honeybee in a Black Dynamite fiction