San Juan Mountains in the fall, near Silverton, Colorado.
By having so much less, I valued what I had so much more.
This is the beginning of a series about why I write what I write. I am an incest survivor. The photos represent a success story, a survivor’s album.
I hope this and the books I write will help us all. By us I mean all minorities. It’s why I write. That’s my platform.
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