Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

When it’s over, we will still say that we were bright like stars. So many things tried to dim our light, but like stars we stood brighter than the clouds on any given day. When it’s over, we don’t want to regret anything. Not the times we worked with people crazier than the skies on a cloudy day, or times when the devil look wild with a bonnet on its head. No, there are no regrets when you have lived among stars, no regrets when you are the star that when we end, at least they will say that stars were here.