a little more, but later.
admiring the work of my brother workdaily…(thank you)
a just due, perfection, you and I owe ourselves. The manner in which an angel is provided to enlist the most pivotal moments of your blossoming, for their appreciative desires. this is a narrative of a woman, a spiritual bearer of hope, the marred angst of a queen, reliving the cherished days of royalty, and the coveted. the long, yearn for a garden to, share in splendor with her brothers and sisters. I deign this the archived, dance of my muse, as she sweats the boogie, of color all over the artistic sphere, through my lens, my one lens, which will then expand to many…(ode to colored woman)