An Open Letter to My Younger Self

I wrote An Open Letter to My Younger Self. If I could go back in time...this is what I'd say to her.

Beneath the Waxing Moon

A poem about the night I shared my short story at the Birmingham Arts Journal gathering this week. I'm grateful to be chosen as a contributor and I'm excited to continue to share my words on various platforms.

She Saw The Beauty in Me

Tonight I received a traditional African name and it reminded me that people often see the parts of you that you keep hidden from yourself.

Heavy

Sometimes the most simple words can help explain the most complex feelings. These past few weeks I've felt "Heavy". I hope you enjoy.

Honesty

Here's a little bit of honesty

It’s Monday

These are the words that have been on my heart