Poetry, Flash Fiction, and the blurry line between them; social and political commentary, thought pieces if I have a thought.
Always meant to be a poet, advocate world and word wanderer, got sidetracked by homeschooling two very different kids.
Please. If there is any mercy, let the stars lie for me. Let them say I died standing, sword-lit and wild-eyed. Not like this. Not folded. Not faded. Not forgotten.
Poetry about perservence, small kindnesses, loneliness, regret, & the little griefs that sometimes make life so hard to bear.
Through hauntingly beautiful prose and deeply immersive storytelling, my publications unravel the intricacies of the human experience—love, loss, mystery, and resilience—creating worlds that linger in the soul long after the final page.