Reflections
Thoughts that are far too long to be considered poetry…
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Some stories never lose their power. Long before modern novels, social media, or streaming services, people gathered around fires, shared myths, and passed down tales that explored love, loss, ambition, hope, fear, and the search for meaning. While settings and technologies have changed, the questions at the heart of those stories remain remarkably familiar. We…
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Micro-poetry is the art of choosing a handful of words that evoke a memory, spark nostalgia, or leave readers lingering on a thought long after they’ve finished reading. In a world filled with constant noise and endless scrolling, micro poetry offers a moment of pause. It also reminds us that even the smallest moments can…
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People often speak about darkness and emptiness as though they are the same thing. Both can arrive quietly, make us feel uncertain, and change the way we see ourselves, but only one is full of possibility while the other is defined by absence. Learning the difference may be one of the most important things we ever…
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Picture yourself standing at the edge of a cliff. You feel the wind pulling at your clothes. Your heart beats a little faster as you peer over the edge, imagining what it would feel like to leap. For a brief moment, every possibility exists. You picture the rush, the freedom, the exhilaration of flight. Then,…
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Have you ever fallen in love with a possibility? Not who someone was, but who they could become. Perhaps you imagined the future version of them: the one who finally kept their promises, conquered their fears, communicated openly, or became the person they always claimed they wanted to be. You saw the rough edges and…
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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…
Black Ink and Parchment 