friends. i hope you read & enjoy. i write for me first & you, second. i've always found great comfort & satisfaction in expressing, emoting, painting, dreaming, venting, building & entertaining with my words. i feel it's not really worth writing unless you plan to share it. i don't often edit & i never re-write. the first time is the right time. the way it was intended whether i can bare it or not. i've struggled as of late to be public & intentional with my voice because i really felt that it was taken from me. i apologize for thinking that way. it was, in fact, hindered & frustrated by some people taking advantage of it & misconstruing it to fit inside a very odd & irrational box that only existed in their closet. but i can't let fear & frustration cut out my tongue. my words are a life-source to me. an identity & a staple. so with that i say, please read but know that what i write is for me first & you, second. read it how you like but read it under a lens of art & creativity. i hate that i even have to say that. to declare my art as art. i'd rather have skipped this post all together & just sat back & do what i do, but unfortunately in this venue, context is a forgotten rule.
love. peace & god bless your mothers.
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