she glittered and she glued her spirit to the art of words - her expression stood tall, high above skyscrapers and doves that sought peace in unreachable places. she was a gem that had been dusted off by paragraphs and sentences written by authors in freshman lectures. grew and still growing into her own, she owns her expression and spreads volumes of heavy scripts and thoughts on blank slips we refer to as loose leaf sheets ... of paper. take a look at her journey on
this trail and enjoy.
