Sometimes She Died

Sometimes she needed to escape the lies. Sometimes she held herself and cried. Sometimes she died. Sometimes her hope frayed against the “why’s.” Sometimes her visions of diversity whispered goodbye. Continue Reading →

Diversifying the Collective Mind

A collective mind searching for ideas. Contrast, not a limitation, a starting point for imagination. More color, more texture, more tone. Filling spaces, a sea of faces, a room of Continue Reading →