Reflections
Thoughts that are far too long to be considered poetry…
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Death has always been one of humanity’s greatest mysteries. For as long as people have existed, we have told stories about it. We have imagined it as a guide, a judge, a ferryman, a shadow, a skeleton, an angel, and a companion. We have feared it, worshipped it, cursed it, and tried desperately to understand…
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For thousands of years, humanity has lifted its gaze toward the night sky in search of meaning. Long before telescopes and satellites, the stars served as maps, calendars, stories, and guides. Ancient civilizations built myths around constellations, tracked the seasons through celestial movements, and believed the heavens held messages meant for those willing to listen.…
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Memory moves like in quiet streams threading through the underbrush of the mind, or they are swollen rivers carving the soft earth of who we become. Some days it trickles. Other days it floods, rising without warning, swallowing whole landscapes we thought we had left behind. We like to think of memory as fixed and…
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I’ve selected some of my poetic prose lines from my poetry books and social media pages that explore the many forms loss can take: the loss of love, identity, certainty, belonging, innocence, possibility, and time itself. Enjoy. Loss changes shape as we grow. What begins as grief for another person often becomes grief for a…
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Humanity spends much of its life trying to avoid storms. We plan, prepare, save for rainy days, and check weather forecasts and build shelters against uncertainty. We spend years trying to create stability, hoping that if we are careful enough, we can avoid heartbreak, failure, loss, and disappointment, yet some of life’s most transformative moments…
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One of life’s unavoidable truths is that people move on. What hurts most isn’t that someone hates us, forgets to call, or even chooses another path, it is the realization that their story continued without us. They turned the page, and suddenly we are left wondering whether we mattered at all. The terrifying possibility the…
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Everyone knows of you, but they do not truly know you. Perhaps because you never gave them the chance. And that is not necessarily a failure. Sometimes hiding parts of yourself was the safest thing you could do. Perhaps it was easier to become the quiet one, the strong one, the agreeable one. The version…
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List three books that have had an impact on you. Why? Wuthering Heights- gothic and destructive- generational trauma Poetry of Emily Dickinson- small lines, big impact. A Rose for Emily – William Faulkner (short story) but wow! Different moments of a life told at a funeral reveal the truth about a person- powerful
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We leave traces of ourselves everywhere. Initials are carved into trees. Locks are fastened to bridges. We paint, we journal, we write songs. Our newest obsession is scattering fragments of ourselves across social media, preserving thoughts that might otherwise vanish with the passing day. Why do we do this? We know, whether we admit it…
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At some point, everyone realizes they are both the author and the unfinished manuscript. And the terrifying thing about life is that no one hands you a final draft. You are constantly editing while the story is still being lived. Some chapters need rewriting.Some people need deleting entirely. Because not every character deserves a permanent…
Black Ink and Parchment 