A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)

I know living as a black girl has its problems, and ups and down. Some of us can relate. Living day to day we face many challenges that other races may not understand. Some may never understand. We can come together and share our experiences and try to over come them though. But some are permanent.