the archive
a collection of
confessions.
Conversational poetry, emotional fragments, prose poems, and honest observations about the quiet ways people are shaped by pain.
He asks me,"why do you always assume people are going to leave?"and I almost say:because they usually do.
but trauma is strange.it teaches your bodyto rehearse grief early.
sometimes affection makes me sadbecause I know how quickly people changeonce they realizeyou love them deeply.
but trauma is strange.it teaches your bodyto rehearse grief early.
sometimes affection makes me sadbecause I know how quickly people changeonce they realizeyou love them deeply.
"poetry for people who survived quietly."