OLIVE WINTER

ABOUT ME

In tales of love, where shadows seep, Olive Winter’s whispers sweep. From poetry’s heart, her stories rise, With soulful depth, they mesmerize.

In ink, she breathes her spirit as a whole, Black and POC characters take their role. Their voices strong, their stories bold, In her embrace, their truths unfold.

A neurodivergent mind, so bright, Navigates the dark and light. Her pen, a vessel, guides the way, Through night’s embrace and breaking day.

In baking’s warmth, she finds her peace, In music’s notes, her sorrows cease. In gardens where the wild things grow, Her heart finds solace, soft and slow.

With every word, her essence bleeds, A tapestry of dreams and needs. Olive Winter, name of grace, In every line, her soul’s embrace.