The A Word

I am an awkward black girl and I don’t apologize for it. My heart races every time I speak in public. I have to stop myself from trying to appease everyone and I have routines that I hate to break but sometimes have to and it frustrates me. “You’re not awkward if you’re self-aware.” I’ve…

Confidence, Choas, and Childhood Clarity

From the moment the sun kissed my skin my mom knew I’d be a little different. Her only girl who seemed to live a world of my own. I fell in love with words as a library kid visiting worlds before I could even ride a bike. Every kid got in trouble but my mischief…