I started writing under the dining room table of my family's 9th floor apartment in the Bronx. I felt closest to God and the ground when my thoughts touched the paper.
Over time, my pen and I developed an authentic relationship and created a space for others to experience our transparent stories about life as a writer, educator, and parent.
Charged by vulnerability, now unafraid of telling our unedited stories, we also empower and support others to share their own.
Welcome to me. Welcome to my pen. Welcome to us chasing purpose.