Over a year ago, I struggled deeply with my writing; especially with poetry. I didn’t like how dark my pieces sounded. By dark, I mean-...

I was minding my own business when these words started forming in my head… It sounded pretty so I picked my phone and started writing…....

Paint me a picture Draw me up as a figurine Make me what I’m not. I will be your puppet Until the wind blows. Then, I will dance. A light...