Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed. -Lucille Clifton
I'm a poet who is somebodies momma. Teacher, sister, daughter, pain in the ass. Lover, loved, unpredictable, restored, etched, free, plain, honest, complex, comical, feminine, hopeful, irritated, and wedged between reality and "WOW, get the F----outta here?" I appreciate the comments and the friend requests. Love the net, but would rather be in y'alls company. Check me out. Hit me up. Be yourself.