Book of Donmon Teith

Two minutes before maturation I cut my barbie's lackluster hair scars must undergo proliferation until they're barely there. This book is not an average adolesc

I never asked to be born. But now I ask to be seen. Spare me your dread and devote to me your eyes. A poetry collection compiled of personal journal entries . N

The stereotype-laden message, delivered through clothes, music, books, and TV, is essentially a continuous plea for girls to put their energies into beauty prod

I keep waiting for your departure when it might actually be your arrival. Having moved in with a stranger but living with a conversant friend, I have grown to l

"a bouquet of flowers" offers the reader a glimpse into the soul of a young mind. This collection of poems delves into the author's personal experiences with un