life creates your fiction, fiction creates your life.
I'm silenced by my own suspicions. The idea that I'm the only one, the only person to have experienced... The turmoil of a broken home. The bravery of telling their story. The bruises revealed underneath make-up. The risk of unfolding a lie. The uncertainty behind each word. The fear of being told, "That's not... Continue Reading →
We admire the fruit. We forget the seeds. What if we planted one? We have instead of took. A gardener, the mother of many, and yet forgotten, just like the seed. .. A family tree brings so much more than just life. A family tree brings hope for stronger roots, ritualistic seasons, the waxing and... Continue Reading →
Your humor brightens my day Your hugs warm my heart Your advice fills my world with vision Your words color my world Your years, a beautiful age is far younger than the world believes, because being young is a frame of mind. Your rhymes and sing-songs remind me that I am a child first, because... Continue Reading →
Is a woman sad because water drops fall from her eyes? Or is she deemed sad, because the make-up that hides who she is is smearing making the spectators question her truth, fascinated by her façade fading?
the way our lives are reflected and seen
Break the silence. End the violence.
Film, Music, and Television Critic
