I write what I feel. I write to heal…

As a child I was constantly writing; poetry, short stories, plays and business plans. As an only child, only meaning sibling-less, but only also meaning the only Black and Jewish child and only child who’s daddy had abandoned them in my very white community- words and the way they could be weaved into stories of hope, of inspiration, of love made life a little less lonely for me; a little less scary for me.  

For many years I stopped writing. Up until recently, for many years I would tell you I was lost (trust, I certainly was at times). But, I was just h e a l i n g. I am healing. And, so I write again. I write poetry and essays and scripts. I share stories about blackness, about pain, about joy, about mental health and telling the truth.

I am my ancestors' wildest dreams. My existence is the proof; these words will be my legacy.