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A spoken word poem by Antoinette R. They said i was hired to create magic-- A Character Host, Guardian of giggles, Line leader of dreams, The girl behind the lens-- Making memories that sparkle on strangers' phone forever. I was trained to sparkle. To pose. To help. To smile. Even when I was melting behind the mask. Of my own nervous system on overload. You saw me in the uniform Not in the freeze-- When the crowd pressed in, When the noise cracked like glass against my brai

I am done with ALMOST. Done with halfway lit flames flickering in winds of "maybe tomorrow" I have been a furnace of fire but too scared...

Close-up selfie in a bucket hat and tank, boldly embracing skin with Neurofibromatosis--confidence, humor, and truth on full display. You...

In a world that constantly measures success by set timelines, feeling like you're falling behind is all too common. If you're a woman...

In a world where noise frequently overshadows the whispers of our doubts and fears, facing what lies beneath can be both freeing and...

In our lives, we often wear masks invisible to others—a shield made of smiles, laughter, and a façade of strength. We convince ourselves...

In the late-night hours, thoughts often twist and turn, creating a storm of emotion. At two in the morning, when silence consumes the...