about

poetry, prose, musings & art


lover of words & all the beauty one can create with them. awkward, hella feminist, human-like individual writing through trauma in an attempt to overcome it

born & raised in Oakland. living, working, & dreaming in Brooklyn

i love Transmetropolitan, good theater, elote, femmes, WoC, Neil Gaiman, Son of Baldwin, solidarity, & the way the sun shines through windows on fall mornings

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