Chapter 2 – A Game I Didn’t Choose By the time I was old enough to notice patterns, I already knew I was in a game—one I hadn’t picked. The rules weren’t written down. They weren’t explained. And yet, they were everywhere: in the way praise and punishment… Read more: Miles to Mend: A Journey of Heartbreak, Healing and Hope

Chapter 1 – Packing Up, Looking Back It was May 12th. I was taping up the last few boxes in my one-bedroom apartment, preparing to set off on a solo road trip through the western United States, intent on living entirely out of my car. What had once… Read more: Miles to Mend: A Journey of Heartbreak, Healing, and Hope

Yesterday felt like any other day—quiet, unremarkable. Valentine’s Day had arrived, but I barely noticed it. For years, the holiday has left a lingering bad taste… Read more: My Best Valentine in Nine Years

I value having a clear, sober mind—being able to think honestly and understand my own actions. For me, that clarity has always mattered. I’ve never felt… Read more: Heartbreak Was My Teacher: 12 Lessons Learned Over 12 Years

Embracing Nature’s Rhythm: Lessons from HawaiI I sit here lounging in an Adirondack chair—the sun sending its warmth and love to my skin—on the island of… Read more: The New Year In Question

For many of us, 2025 was a challenging year for love. I watched some people come together, while others drifted apart, each facing trials and tribulations… Read more: 10 Lessons in Love: What 2025 Taught Me About the Heart

My love—it was fed upon. My energy devoured,feasted on as if it were endless,as if I wouldn’t noticemy life draining from me. Patience mistakenfor weakness,understandingtreated as… Read more: Devoured Love

You always loved the heightened pulse,the moment just before the fall.When something steady starts to shake,you grin, convinced you fooled them all. You crave desire more… Read more: Spun by Your Own Hands

Written on a plane, the poem explores the choice between distraction and reflection, using flight as a metaphor for how modern humans briefly escape urgency—only to re-enter it unchanged.

I didn’t see it with my eyes–I heard it in the quiet whispers, in the long, disconnected stares,in the paranoia–a secret so loudit shattered the glassbetween… Read more: A Secret So Loud

My heart was split the last we met,and since you saw me, I grew cold.I sought your help without regret,while caution kept my heart controlled. I… Read more: What Time Didn’t Change

The hopeless romantic that I amI held onto your rugged handover roots and rocks,our spirits running free in the woods,leaving footprints no one could see. We… Read more: Ghost

A tree stands tall,as I try to do. Its roots fasten tightlyto what does not waver,with a will to livestronger than any I’ve witnessedin humankind. Resilient.… Read more: A Testament Rooted in Soil

I wait in the spaces between breaths,speaking your namein a language only my heart remembers. I don’t shout. I don’t call.I only hopethat the stillness, the… Read more: A Silent Call