Healing and letting go
What the silence keeps
The silence kept my name / after I stopped saying it / to people who would not listen.
The archive / 4 poems
A growing collection of original poems for love, self-respect, quiet growth, and the parts of life that do not fit neatly into a name.
2 poems in Solitude and reflection
The silence kept my name / after I stopped saying it / to people who would not listen.
I kept one room inside myself / with a chair by the window / and no audience.