sheila-j-sadr - Hello Poetry

sheila-j-sadr

sheila-j-sadr

"Your poem doesn't start until you start telling the truth." / / Student. Writer. Reader. Dessert Activist. Film & TV Enthusiast. Animal Advocate. Performance Poet. Long Beach livin'. / Cooks. Travels. Laughs. Enjoys.

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