I’m dying.
With every second, minute, hour, and day.
Behind this reception desk for bullshit pay.
I’m dying.
To discover my voice, find my purpose, and see more of the world.
Why would anyone assume that I’m living?
When I have yet to feel alive?
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Seeing one 'acceptable' troupe for fat black women like me was more than enough to entice me to step up and take a shot!
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After spending hours on stock pile sites and not finding the images of women that she wanted to see on her blog or book covers led K. McCoy to make more of her photography hobby.
Besides shooting portraits, street and travel photography, K. McCoy would love to tap more into her creative skills and collaborate with cosplay artists as well as authors looking for their dream book covers.
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