poetry
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A meditation on collective reckoning and the paradox of revelation. The Tragic Beauty of Sunlit Dust explores the quiet grief — and strange grace — of seeing what was always there once the light finally enters the room.
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On illumination, complicity, and the moment when hidden systems can no longer pretend to be clean.
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A poem about the quiet imbalance between body and mind—and the way of being human that lives in between.
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A poem about what we carry after the war is over — the parts of ourselves we hide, protect, and keep alive beneath the scars.
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This poem explores the difference between people who live on the surface of their own lives and those willing to dig deeper into truth, discomfort, and self-discovery. Using earthy, visceral metaphors of soil, worms, hooks, and the hidden work beneath the surface, it reflects on courage, avoidance, and the raw honesty required to grow. A…
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This short poem explores the “fawn response,” a trauma instinct often rooted in childhood CPTSD. Told through the metaphor of a newborn fawn, it reflects the fear, abandonment, and survival coping patterns many people carry into adulthood without realizing it. This piece is for anyone who’s ever felt small, unsafe, or shaped by circumstances they…
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Some people crave comfort- I crave expansion. ••• “Salted Truths + Umami Dialect” Written by Shelly Moore Caron • I’d never ever claim to know everything. Hell, not even close. I am every bit as lost as the next person. But– I am a perpetual and insatiable student of this existence. Craving the formation of…
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“Mother’s Ghost” By Shelly Moore Caron • Is anyone truly happy? I doubt they ever are. We wear our suits of armor To cover up the scars. • I spend most days in mourning For a life that isn’t mine, Trading every quiet longing For what I’ve left behind. • A mother’s love knows no…
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