I focus on the little things, but I do have big dreams.

I’m a collage of those who cared

I’m mixed up with all those who dared to be there

I read because I’m filled with the hopes of new possibilities

because my teacher long ago told me to dream and books became my shelter from reality

Balance in Everything| 5-12-24| A Poem for Mother's Day

A Legacy of Love 10.6.24

I hope you enjoy my mixed media art, photography pieces, as well as poems from Transforming Reign: V.I and excerpts from Transforming Reign: V.II

Family Reunion | October-8-2023

Soul of Salvation Poetry Zine

The first installation

My work

Dream it.

THE COLORS OF CHANGE
The monsters in everything

“The monsters are in everything you have to find them before they catch you”
-Transforming Reign: Volume 1
days like these

“Warm skies
Slight breeze
Sweet whispers
Swaying trees Song birds
Wind chimes
Calm hearts
Clear minds days like these give me ease
they help me realize what i’m meant to see
they help me see the beauty in things
and how grateful my heart’s supposed to be sometimes I lose track of time
and miss the beauty of my life from now on, my eyes will be as open and honest as the sea “
Lost actions

It ate me up inside.
The pain that would reside in the smallest crevice of my mind.
The pain that likes to hide and runs away,
afraid to face the actions of my mind. What
happened that was so painful that I had to decide only one of two things are right: not remembering or not caring? And which one could be so daring to face me in a match of my own demise?
—LOST ACTIONS
Tears for the World

Tears for the world is all I see.
Tears for the world who hates me.
Brown skin, dark eyes, someone I hardly recognize.
It’s me though, despite all the hardships
the looking glass never lies.
My eyes used to shine,
the world seemed so peaceful.
Yet I’ve awoken and the worlds truths hunt me.
They’ve made me question everything I’ve ever known.
They’ve even made me question me.
Poem page 45 Transforming Reign: Volume 1
What Do you see? | The Hermit

_**The hermits refrain**_ Transforming Reign: Volume 2
Traitorous mind constantly stuck in the cycle of lies.
unenergized by the feelings left behind
I ignore the chore that is my bargaining burdens
Blinded by the blight that would have been my purpose
What did I do to deserve this drafty misery?
The pain protected my anxiety, starving the light in me.
As real as can be, just like the trauma. My mind won’t mesh
It’s between fear and peacefulness.
My scared soul will reveal the pearls of the sea.
Turning parasites into pretty possibilities.
I didn’t want to be seen, fear a big part of my being, blinded by the faults,
Wanting to stay asleep, hiding from accepting my reality.
Ashamed that my journeys not the same as the majority, working towards my GED, before the head injury’s school was my sanctuary, now thought of crowded halls makes it seem so scary, years in isolation struggling with social anxiety, if I’m in a crowded place fill with smells and loud scenery. I stretched to peel the loose skin around my fingertips.
Hunched over with headphones, trying to recenter my awareness.
I’m tempted to try to teleport to my new reality!
Jesus, guide me
Memory strong, reliving the chorus of my least favorite song over and over and over again.
6.3.24