Some of my best memories as a child were in the middle of class. This may be hard for you to believe until you realize that “Class” was held in my mom’s living room, around our neighbor’s kitchen table, on my grandparents’ porch or sitting on my aunt’s couch, surrounded by my siblings and some… Continue reading My Living Room Education
Tonight I pulled into my driveway and crawled out of my car. My shirt stuck to my back and my face was moist with sweat. The humid air in my car gave way to a breeze as I walked across the gravel towards the house. Shoulders slumped and mind racing, I was completely unaware of… Continue reading Am I God?
//Eyes that tell a story her lips never will// ZAMBIA AFRICA 2013 Portraits