Teenage girls at a party, St Louis, Missouri, 1944, photo by Nina Leen
No matter how far you travel, the sky is never ending
I love my afternoons by myself, I scream in so much passion, to do so many things in all different forms, write, paint, photograph make the littlest things into art
Importance
I will leave a weight on those who i touch Those in who share a piece of me Who delicately brush over my hands I am yet so heavy with brilliance That i will never leave those in which come between me and my aura Like that feeling of air wedged in your throat And stiffness between your knuckles. I will stay I will not haunt and make you feel less But i hope to leave empowerment and inspiration But you will forever feel me even possibly miss me and you will remember the weight of greatness in which i carry and that moment in which i chose you.


