Trash/Mosaic (Freechoice)
Trash… He had told me once that we were both alike. Trash. Trash people. Throwaways, like used co...
Khushman
Poetry Seminar: Skin deep
Brown skin girl, reminiscent of the sand that lay untouched upon the land that she had come from painted a...
致我親愛的女兒 [ To My Dearest Daughter…]
Inspired by journal #6: “Two Kinds-Letter from mother to daughter before h....
Strong, Beautiful, and Proud.
Who am I? Who do I want to be? Who do I want to be seen as? These are all questions that many of us including ...