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Dear You,
This epistolary poem is for anyone blamed for shadows they didn’t cast, betrayals they didn’t commit, or wounds they tried to heal but were accused of causing. It’s not a cry for vindication, but a release of truth—a mirror turned toward a love distorted by fear and insecurity. These words aren’t revenge; they are reclamation,…
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Your Fears Wore Lies and Called It a Crown
This villanelle was born from the ache of standing still while someone else’s storm bore my name. For years, I carried more than my own heart—I carried the weight of another’s fears, doubts, and projections. I wasn’t perfect, but I was present. I wasn’t the threat, yet I became the accused. These lines are my…
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Pathside Wonder
Sometimes the most meaningful moments arrive when we slow down enough to notice what others pass by. This short poem captures one of those small, sacred pauses—an unexpected stop during a walk, where a brightly colored grasshopper caught my eye. In that quiet second, I was reminded how much beauty and joy still live in…
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The Tree That Grew Anyway
This piece is for those who grew up without safety—not nurtured, but surviving. The Tree That Grew Anyway is a metaphor for endurance, for growing in hostile soil, and for becoming something whole despite the scars. It speaks to the ones shaped by pain, by the silence of support that never came, and the confusion…
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Lament of the Withheld Heart
There was a time I felt swallowed by duty—raising children, managing a home, and trying to hold on to myself. In my exhaustion, I pulled away, seeking space that cost more than I knew. This poem is a lament—a reckoning with the distance I created, the love I withheld, and the longing to return. It’s…
Echoes In The Current 