PinnedIs it too late to understand my mother?A longing to absolve the guilt of shunning my mother, forgetting she was a girl once.Oct 11, 2024Oct 11, 2024
PinnedPublished inResistance PoetryThe Last Faith StandingA poem inspired by Nietzsche’s views on faithAug 23, 20204Aug 23, 20204
PinnedPublished inOf Poetry and PeopleMy Dying Art, My Dying DreamNaPoWriMo Series Day-8Apr 9, 20212Apr 9, 20212
PinnedPublished inOf Poetry and PeopleAll Consuming SilenceLoving me was enough to hate loveMar 28, 20217Mar 28, 20217
Published inOf Poetry and PeopleThe Bus Ride HomeIs full of observers and whisperersAug 24, 20241Aug 24, 20241
Published inBlue InsightsAn Island of EmpathyTo be a lighthouse in an endless twilightAug 1, 20211Aug 1, 20211
Published inWeeds & WildflowersNo Last GoodbyesCovid is still around, where is our common sense?Apr 19, 20211Apr 19, 20211