My First Love: The Pen

I am only a poet who has the blessing of being given the gift of music. But I have survived every pain, I have celebrated every victory, I have found a way to speak to the ocean inside me through nothing but the power of words. Here is where I’ll leave the poems of yesteryear. These emotions have only been filtered through the seconds between my feelings and their inscription.

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I'd like to introduce you to the beginnings of this collection. I’ve written and will share the complexities of my relationships with my parents, the pain that only  #MeToo has given me the strength to speak about, my hopes for my future motherhood, my relationships with shooting stars have left the sky & odes to myself. These do not represent how I feel presently but it’s an important part of my history and I’m happy to share this with you