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

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.

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

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