rise of the phoenix (poem)
finally / the wind sighed / she chooses freedom / a soft breeze scatters the ashes / they float through the iron bars
the fall of icarus (poem)
if who we are is made up / of values / they line our spine / each vertebrae / something we hold dear
heart on a string (Poem)
my heart hangs on a / string / swings gently in / the summer breeze / like laundry / basking / in the
salted meringue (poem)
from a distance / you watch waves foam / at my lips / salted meringue
tidal surges of my lunar heart
in trusting the process / i trust myself to navigate / the highs and lows that / change / with each moment /