Poetry
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Grandmas are exceptional women who serve as best friends, safe spaces, heroes, and confidants for their grandchildren. The author reflects on how her own grandma shaped her into the woman she is today by teaching her strength, courage, and hope. The impending loss of her grandma brings sadness, yet she feels fortunate to have shared…
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They say I should age gracefully, stay thin, and never forget my makeup. But what if I’m happiest in sweatpants, with messy hair and a bare face? This poem is a reminder that being ‘good enough’ starts with being real.
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I never saw myself here — sitting in this place, trying to numb the pain. I hoped for a top-shelf margarita, but I keep settling for well tequila. Maybe, just maybe, that’s okay.
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There is nothing like hearing someone you love is getting married. You want to be happy for them—you are happy for them—but when you’ve lived through the wreckage of divorce, joy and grief arrive hand in hand. Their love story lights a spark of hope, but inside you’re left trembling, haunted by your own heartbreak…
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What’s worse than heartbreak? The not-knowing. The half-truths and lingering doubts that make moving on impossible. Break It Right is a raw, confessional poem about craving a clean break—even if it hurts more—because at least then the pain would bring clarity.
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A raw and honest poem about love, loss, and the fear of losing yourself again while capturing the pull of toxic love and the journey back to yourself.
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A voice can be more than sound—it can be an anchor. In my worst moments, yours has been the one place I’ve felt safe, the one place I could still feel like a child again in a world that demanded I grow up too soon.
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I thought stability was happiness – until losing him taught me what living was.
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I thought I was afraid of losing you – until I discovered what I truly feared.
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She walks with confidence, heels striking the pavement in perfect rhythm. But inside, she’s drowning in deadlines, imposter syndrome, and the haunting echoes of being told she was never enough.