Metamorphosis
The chrysalis, wrapped around my entity as I awake from slumber. Blinded by the sunlight, the walls of my chrysalis shine. Burma
Havana
It was a hot night in Havana. The night was a little less busy than the mornings, but people were outside. Zainab
My Soul Looks Back (after Jessica B. Harris)
As 2022 ended, I mourned all the different versions of myself. They were who I needed to be exactly at that time.