mary-amelia fuselier

Born and raised on the edges of the swamps of America’s Deep South, Mary Amelia Fuselier has come, may times over, far from home. From lowly gardener to feckless waitress, untalented but impassioned painter, and recovering economist, she is no stranger to crises of identity (including but not limited to: „Am I a millenial or that other one that comes after?“). These days she identifies as a verbal portraitist, armchair philosopher, and alternate-realities-enthusiast. Perhaps some of these will stick. The one thing she always has been and will be is an avid teller of stories.