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Learning the Shape of Quiet
I didn’t grow up in a pretty house. I didn’t grow up in the perfect family. I wouldn’t even say I grew up in a home. I grew up in the mess. I grew up in a family that didn’t care. I grew up in a building. I walked on eggshells. I always held my Read more
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Separate Homes, Shared Hearts
A vulnerable reflection on wanting love without losing identity — this poem speaks to anyone rebuilding after betrayal and learning to love again on their own terms. Read more
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Not Just Attorneys
From angry clients to impossible deadlines, this poem gives voice to the paralegals, legal assistants, and receptionists who do the unseen work in law offices—and carry the weight, without the recognition. Read more