DISAPPEARING POEMS
Every couple days check back for a new poem! I'll be sharing random pieces I'm working on.
For An Audience of One
Cryptic conversations wary of watchful eyes
performing a delicate dance of the unseen, unsaid.
Messages in margins, mystique in the mundane
A secret language of longing.
The adventure of the undefined lies before us.
The thrill of what comes next in this
maze of stolen moments, sets me floating
tethered only by this invisible string
that binds us.
LATEST BLOG POST
Reflections in Progress: My Journey Through the Looking Glass
Every journey starts with a single step, they say. For me, that step wasn’t just about moving beyond the grief that had enveloped my life; it was about stepping toward a version of myself I could be proud of—not just on the outside, but on the inside too. This week I want to talk about something I’ve always struggled with outside of my creative endeavors…
Growing up in the 90s, body image issues were as common as they were cruel, and like many, I carried these issues into adulthood. I always found myself on the heavier side, battling not just the scale but the deep-seated belief that my worth was somehow tied to my weight.