writing

  • Every Stranger Becomes a Story

    We rarely know people as well as we think we do. Instead, we know fragments. From those conversations, profiles, and moments, we build stories. We fill in the missing pages with assumptions, hopes, fears, and expectations until the person standing before us becomes partly real and partly imagined. Perhaps one of the most fascinating aspects…

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  • Looking Up

    Looking Up

    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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  • The Words We Didn’t Know We Needed

    There is a peculiar satisfaction in discovering a word for something you’ve felt your entire life. Language is a catalogue of human experience, preserving emotions, habits, and personalities across centuries. The following words illuminate the hidden corners of human nature and offer new ways to understand both ourselves and those around us. Saudade (noun)A deep,…

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  • Lines that will break Your Heart

    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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  • Being a Stranger Among Friends

    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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  • There is a particular kind of heartbreak that doesn’t come from loss, but from expectation. You place your hope carefully into someone and trust that it will hold. It’s the quiet feeling of failure that you gave something real, something whole, and it still wasn’t enough to make it work. You think about everything you…

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  • Every day is called a fresh start, but change is more than waking up and deciding everything is different. Real change is quieter than that. It doesn’t always arrive with a clear beginning or a dramatic shift. Instead, it reveals itself in small, almost unnoticeable moments. These are the signs that something in your life…

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  • We spend so much of our lives being haunted. By people who left. By versions of them that no longer exist. By the quiet question of what did I do to make them go? We replay their words and our favorite moments over and over, flipping through a stored memory book we know we shouldn’t…

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  • “All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.” – Leo Tolstoy One of my favorite lines in literature, but we are often more alike in our unhappiness than we realize. Each family’s pain manifests differently, in varying intensity, yet these truths exist in nearly every household. The saddest part…

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  • Beautiful Disasters

    There is a certain kind of beauty that only exists in the undone…the spilled, the tangled, the almost forgotten. Not everything soft is clean.  Some things are meant to be lived in—not perfected. Some of the most beautiful moments are the messiest ones. Here is a poetic list for anyone learning to love the chaos…

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