: About Me

I am a young African American woman. No matter how much I may want to, I can't stay away from writing. My works are pieces of me. If what I write can somehow "touch" one person, I am content.

I am a freelance writer and editor. I seek to expand my mind, skills, and experiences every moment of life.

I am serious about editing. I place my all into each project. Currently, I am open to assisting others with interesting documents that need an editor's eagle-eye.

My passion is ...

Writing and Editing

I know too much about ...

Fountain Pens

My parents always told me ...

Surround yourself with good people

My childhood ambition ...

Tour around the world with Puff Daddy and Mase (chuckling at the memory)

My favorite memory ...

Attending summer events with my mother

Why I write ...

To let all my inhibitions free

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

youtube

My first job ...

Working with toddlers in a daycare

My best moment ...

Graduating Valedictorian of my High School Class; Graduating with a pretty-darn-good academic ranking from a private university

My inspiration ...

Love

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Growing old

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Then You Discovered You believed the lies. The Body- so limber, The core of you- so forgiving The mind- so open You never let the chains of reality seize the dream that you felt was certain. Then you discovered. Nothing is yours. You don't even own your tears. Yes, these leave. Body still vibrant. Corners of eyes never touched by the footsteps of birds. But, now, you no longer believe. Now, The Body- sore from the falls The core of you- cautious, pessimistic, angry, aged The mind- owns the sluggish stagger of a slave weighed down by reality. You won't ever let inexperience of youth to carr...

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