The joy of books
Just a little "in praise of books"
Just a little "in praise of books"
what if the person you've been waiting for is you? a little something about waiting, wasted years, and finally moving.
what happens to all the things we never say? apparently, they build a whole country inside us, and bro, the government is terrifying.
A poem told from the perspective of a gender fluid orphan.
A surreal little journey through impossible geometry, wandering logic, and a universe that refuses to make sense.
A little meditation on overthinking, ordinary loneliness, philosophical nonsense, and the quiet comfort of making another cup of tea.
In a dream, I was writing. I woke up wondering. What was I writing?
A girl who realizes her best friend isn't who she thought she was. An angel on the outside, devil on the inside.
A girl who grows up in the shade but finds the light from another soul like her.
A girl who's angry at the world and people for taking more than she wanted to give
A girl who realizes that the monster under her bed that she's always been scared of is living in her head instead.
A quiet meditation on ordinary beauty, where lamplight, stillness, and everyday moments reveal the sacred hiding in plain sight.
A poem about grief, love, and the quiet courage of beginning again, even when the world tells you something has ended.
We are dust that learned to wonder. This is about what happens when the universe looks inward and briefly calls itself “I.”
A small meditation on being alive, watching things leave, and finding wonder in the brief, strange beauty of being here.