wishing on feathered stars
(04/28/23 12:00pm)
the wind, brash against my ears, is filled with
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the wind, brash against my ears, is filled with
a casual affair,
The author has been murdered.
01/02/2023
The day you take your first steps,
the heart bears me
a doorframe is equal parts
In April
My great aunt Sarah lives in a turquoise house by the road because she is a practical person— turquoise to scare off the evil things, away from the woods to avoid where they lurk. I live there too, for now. All the bedrooms sit at the front of the house, the windows facing the street. After nightfall, we don’t venture to the back half of the house, where the windows instead look out into the woods and the hills.
Falling into our Future
there is only so much a person can do
at my indian table
The first time I’m scared of myself, I’m twelve in a bathroom in Virginia.
They say, “you can dream beyond the sky”, but what is the limit?
And there was the old man who lived with his children in the middle of town, over his bakery that always sold fresh cookies and was always open to someone needing respite from a cold, windy day. There was the baker’s son who spent his time trying to capture the town’s beauty in pictures and paintings, and the baker's daughter who spent every night looking at the stars.
The overall idea of this style shoot was to highlight the idea of Black Barbies or Bratz. Growing up there was always limited access to dolls and Barbies that had darker skin. The typical blonde hair and blue eyes Barbie was the one everyone always got because that was considered to be the prettier one. Consequently, that was the doll that would get advertised to little girls the most. Black Barbies were never seen on shirts, in Barbie movies, or even advertised on TV. Which then causes little girls who have darker complexions to feel left out and think that they're not pretty, when in reality the lack of representation from early on causes such ideas to get created in little girls' heads. With this shoot, I wanted to dismiss this idea of the “perfect Barbie” having blonde hair and blue eyes. Instead, focusing on the importance of having the correct representation and showing that Black Barbie is just as beautiful. Along with the lack of darker complexion Barbies, there is a big lack of representation in male Barbie Dolls and on top of that darker, male Barbie dolls.
Not a calm but a
Grief sucks. Yes, it's terrible. It's heart-wrenching. When you lose a loved one, it doesn’t seem real. Everything seems like a fantasy. Everything seems like a nightmare. Yet, it's not a nightmare. It's not a vision. It's not made up in our heads. It's real. Grief is a hole in your heart and it only gets bigger the more loved ones you lose.
My mother used to tell me that I lived my life in closed energy.