I have lived this heartbreak before, the trembling faith in a smiling lie.
The Shape of Betrayal
The Paradox of an Awakening
I can finally see the beauty in the pain.
If I Had a Billion Dollars
I’d rebuild the bridges we keep tearing down.
Bridges Aren’t Handouts
I grew up on welfare programs in a small town, isolated from much of the world. Programs like Medicaid made sure I could see a doctor when I was sick and a dentist when I needed one. Food stamps made sure I didn’t go to bed hungry. Those programs didn’t make me dependent. They made…
Grief of an Awakening
No words to describe The karmic punch to my soul
and the watchers wept
when the veil burns away, we’re the ones left to remember. a poem for the ones who watched it all and still chose to feel.
Crown of Flame
I am the princess, the dragon, and the prince. Crowned in flame.
The Exhausted Pigeon Manifesto
I may not be Taylor Swift. I do not sell out stadiums or bend the world with a song. Her impact is luminous, and I honor it.
Sacred Vessel, Eggs-cellent Timing
Sometimes, the universe seems to speak in riddles. At times they may feel mundane, but other times… they’re eggs-traordinary. And this? This little story might just lie somewhere between the mundane and the magical.
Songs for an Elegy of an Awakening
A companion for those navigating the strange, raw edges of awakening.
my letters from beyond the fire 