My name? It’s Mach Person. I was born and raised in Georgia and was adopted only a few months after my entrance into this world. The time I spent with my adopted family was more than I could ask for. There was joy, happiness, security and more than anything; there was love.

Like many today, we faced hardship from many directions. Still, we overcame because of the formidable foundation my mother and father provided. From then on, I was able to proliferate and learn quickly. I am now an adventurer in the world. Although some would say that I am lost. I call it exploring.

Through the art of the written word, I explore this vast world and the troubles, grief, pain, and love that it exemplifies. I operate as a vessel for my mother, whose mind is a beautiful thing. Like the planet I reside, I am exploring it too.