An untouched pencil lies perfect, unbroken, and useless. It fears the blade, the small violence of becoming sharp, but without it no word is born. T...Read more

​There is a strength that is not born of muscle, A quiet, firm stand in the hurricane's hustle. It's the anchor you drop when the currents run high, T...Read more

I held my breath till I turned blue So you would take me home with you Elephants are usually grey I changed my color So you’d look my way I stood in ...Read more

I am a cloud, Light and free in the sky. I move with the wind, An endless journey. I am a dream of vapor, An illusion of form. You appear and disapp...Read more

You would do anything for me— my torn garter, my heart patched and ready for wear. So would I, weaving every seam and stitch when life snags you on i...Read more

The sea pulls me into the heart of the ocean, and I sit in silence, counting the waves until I recall how time swayed, leaving my existence a hollow r...Read more