For so long, I’ve been known for my craft, my creations, and my business. But I am more than the hands that make—I am the heart that writes, the soul that dreams, and the artist who sees the world in layers of poetry, scent, and spirit.

I never saw myself as a poet, Never wore the title, never owned it. I’ve been constructed in fragments, By voices telling me my pain— My papered expressions— Were unworthy of their frame.

Is there a native Bluesky community? HMU with your tribes 🌞

Hey, My name is Rocio. I make vegan clean skincare through an Indigenous lens using biodegradable & reusable packaging or none 🌞 follow me!