a poet photographer

please note:

this is a mixture of my lazy academic reviews and personal moments as a mama going through academia, and it is all my own opinion, and has absolutely no affiliation with anybody else

writings & ramblings

like a rose

I picked this dress out for Aerie when I got back from Vancouver. It reminded me of my late Grandma Rose.

When she walked in to my brother’s house, both my Mom and Dad laughed – “Little Rose!” they said.

She carries her ancestries stories. She carries our joy.

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-but not available for MC-ing bc I'm not that funny

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