"From a noticeably young age, I felt myself gravitating towards poetry. As I continued to grow, so did my art. But I sadly hid my creativity from the world then because my gift was misunderstood. Years passed, and at the age of twelve, I took a blue pen and I let my soul bleed every emotion I've ever felt on a piece of paper. The ink brought colour to my world of gray and for the first time ever in my life, I felt alive and un-alone. I found healing and comfort in writing. Ever since, I held unto my gift of writing. My thoughts have since blossomed into beautiful poetry collections, and I am truly humbled to share my art with you all".

-Élysée K. Mani