Muu

Poetry was my first language. I am the unseen face of an underlying beauty; the unheard voice of a starving artist; the unrecognized signature in the corner of a masterpiece. Although the qualities can be overly delicate in my writing style and can be hard to interpret, I embrace the blessings and curses of life and cut them into intricate paper figures~

Look through my glass eyes and see the world in its golden hues of sunsets and twilights~ Our lives are what we write them out to be~