Vicki Lawana Trusselli
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I am a storyteller. This is where memory meets mysticism, music, multi-media, video, paranormal, rebellion, art, and life.
I nursing, business, & journalism in college. I worked in the film & music industry in LA, CA.
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"THE UNICORN FOREST"
In the year 3030, the Earth had changed. Technology evolved in mass proportions. Humanity had spread across the stars. There was a place in a forgotten part of the galaxy. The entire planet was covered in trees, flowers, succulent plants, and other edible plants to sustain what was left of humanity.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Fiction
"RECIPES FOR INDIAN FRYBREAD"
I was introduced to Native American culture at an early age on a reservation. I loved to dance and felt very comfortable in that environment. I was raised and was born in the city. I am of mixed nationalities including Native American.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Feast
LOOKING OUT TO SEA"
I lived in South Texas on a peninsula protruding into the Gulf of Mexico in the fishing villages of Fulton and Rockport. I took the photo one foggy day 9 years ago. When I lived there the tropical birds that occupied the coast became my friends and my comfort zone as they seemed to pose for me on many occasions. I have so many personal photos of the beautiful birds of South Texas. I wanted to share with my friends on Vocal.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
"SCAMMERS & IMPOSTERS"
I am attaching a short 15-minute video that explains the new scams in 2024. We speak of AI and how that affects people, but we need to expose these celebrity scammers and all scammers to everyone and continue to write stories regarding these omnipotent, malicious scam gangsters.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
"CREATING LIGHT". Content Warning.
CREATING LIGHT THE DARKNESS OVERWHELMS SOCIETY This is a poem I wrote today about a brief encounter with an old flame of yesteryear. It was a very brief encounter, but I left with PTSD in the subconscious that I had to express by writing about the brief encounter. There are covert narcissists and malignant narcissists. I get irritated and move forward to not give them control now or in the future. I forgive, but I do not forget. I am an empath.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
