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Women were Birds

Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding, that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk, was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten; that the world is meant to be celebrated.

Precious Pink Sand

I was a balmy breeze, casually here and there, but suddenly gone. I was a thousand grains of precious pink sand slowly slipping through soft finger tips that grasped at me. I’ve surfed the turbulent oceans of despair and relentlessly explored the great vastness of the...

You are art for the world to devour

Much like sushi, You are raw & intimidating to most, but as you delve into the layers you soon realize there is much more than meets the eye. You are something crafted, you have taken years perfecting your game: from business to bedroom moves, you have studied,...
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