Immortal

At a young age Onika was like a wildflower pushing through the concrete. Somehow the sky was the limit, even when the sky turned gray in between. Her pockets were full of maybes, always believing there had to be something bigger waiting for her on the other side. But the streets had a funny way of teaching lessons before she was even ready to learn them. They spoke in sirens, whispers, and late night conversations, showing her things no child should have to understand.

Down the line Beyoncé showed up...carrying the same reality as those around her. There was something familiar that pulled Onika in. What started as two people recognizing pieces of themselves in each other slowly became something neither of them saw coming.