Welcome to a Space of Truth, Metaphor, and Memory
Every current tells a story, some rush with force, others whisper along the banks. Here, I’ve sorted my writing like the flow of a river: beginnings and storms, reflections and healing bends. Whether you’re caught in the undertow or floating gently downstream, I hope you find something that resonates and carries you a little further on.
1. The Source (Beginnings & Origins)
Where the first trickles of story break through the soil—pure, messy, sacred. These are the headwaters of identity and spirit.
Raw reflections and revelations, moments I’ve unburied to breathe again, allowing my deepest thoughts and feelings to spill onto the page, creating a tapestry of emotions woven from the threads of my most vulnerable experiences. Each word acts as a key, unlocking memories and truths long buried, inviting readers to journey alongside me through the landscapes of my mind, where pain and joy coexist in a delicate balance, revealing the essence of who I am and the struggles I’ve faced.
Raising children stirs everything. These reflections come from the silty depths—love mixed with doubt, memory clouded with meaning, parenting that both nourishes and unsettles.
Prayers poured from thirst. This is the sacred stream that never runs dry—soft-spoken, tear-stained, rising from a place deeper than words.
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2. The Undertow (Struggles & Shadows)
The undercurrents you don’t always see—but they pull hard. This is the river beneath the river, where pain drifts, caught in the undertow.
Addiction glimmers like oil on water—beautiful, toxic, impossible to grasp without slipping. When love meets addiction, the lines blur between comfort and chaos. This space holds words born from the quiet wreckage of substance abuse—its seductive promises, its bitter aftermath, and the ache it leaves behind. These pieces give voice to the silenced, the sober, the relapsing, and the ones who stayed. Whether you’re surviving someone else’s addiction or your own, these words are here to witness the war and honor your survival.
Before we could choose the shore, the current was already pulling. These pieces explore inherited patterns, family legacies, and the weight of being shaped by raging waterfalls in our most innocent years.
What the river takes—and what it leaves behind. This is where dreams drift into loss, leaving marks like moonlight on water. These notations are shaped by longing, hope, and what haunts the quiet hours.
Drama, rupture, and raw emotion churn here. This is where the river thrashes—conflict breaking the surface, truths bubbling up like whirlpools too wild to ignore.
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3. The Bend (Change, Healing, and Transformation)
The river doesn’t break—it bends. This is where the course shifts, pain reshapes, and healing finds its own winding way.
Side streams that whisper grace. These poems trace the unexpected routes that sorrow can take when it chooses to become something softer.
Steady and relentless, healing doesn’t scream—it drips. These pieces speak to the quiet, constant force of hope eroding pain, one verse at a time.
When two rivers meet, they clash, swirl, and finally merge. This space is about relationships—messy, redemptive, and forever altering the course of our becoming.
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4. The Surface (Everyday Life & Observation)
Where the water glints in the sun. These are the quiet, seen moments—the gentle current of ordinary days.
Here, the river rests. These are the slow breaths, the soft looks, the calm after a storm that you almost missed.
The rhythm of ordinary time. These poems live in the now—in dishes and dog walks, in held hands and half-laughed thoughts.
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5. The Reflection (Inner Thought & Introspection)
The mind is a mirror on the river—sometimes still, sometimes spiraling. These are the inner eddies of thought and soul.
Thoughts ripple here. These pieces stare into the reflective surface of self—deep enough to echo, clear enough to reveal.
Where thoughts circle before they release. These poems spiral into themselves, twisting through uncertainty, doubt, and discovery.
Small annoyances, big impact. These are the quiet irritants that throw off your balance—tiny moments that scrape against peace and leave you limping toward clarity.
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6. The Lightness (Play, Warmth, and Wonder)
Here the river laughs. This space is all giggles, sun glints, and surprise splash fights with life.
Tossed thoughts and fleeting joys that bounce across the surface just for the fun of it. These pieces are playful splashes in the current—light, silly, and worth the throw.
Echoes In The Current 