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I’ m not depressed, Mom. I just fall asleep and escape to a place where flowers line the bridges and the word happiness is relevant.

I’ m not depressed, Mom. I just fall asleep and escape to a place where flowers line the bridges and the word happiness is relevant.

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April 24, 2014

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I was an ugly duckling before: ruffled feathers and a crooked beak. Now you’re angry because I’ve become a swan.

How strange it was that under all that beauty she was cracking: breaking under the pressure of maintenance and expectation.

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away & back from Wandering (2018)
between 2 tongues (2020-ongoing)
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Doctor’s Notes Against Intolerance (2016)
Emergence from Emergency (2020)
Head in the Sky (2012-ongoing)
It’s Still Privileged Art (2016)
My Books
Shantel Miller’s The Side Profile Series (2016)
Soul: Thrifted (2017)
The Stop Sign Series (2018)
Wandering Ground: Finding Paths (2018)

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