Rennia Rochester-Wilson

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Rennia Rochester-Wilson

Stories by Rennia Rochester-Wilson

You stand before me In all your ebony glory As you have many nights before My soul is inspired My mind reverberates— this truly is...
I am in a perpetual state of perpetuity Where each word said and action done give form to opacity I blabber on incoherently Misnomers, a constant...
Of course the page is blank, has been for the past two months; the acceptance of that which is drenched in the symbolism of failure. It’s been...
Dedicated To: Evette Powell My mother, my inspiration The fuel behind my aspirations My desire to achieve the ability To perceive … all...
The days have been dragging. She had been in a contemplative mood ever since she was made privy to the fact. How could such a thing ever happen,...