The world didn’t leave.I did. I folded myself smalleruntil I fit inside a checklist.Learned to speak…

The year loosenslike a knot warmed by breath—not broken,not forgiven,just finished with. It releases me quietly,the…

The sea loosens its gripand the shore opens wide,a sheet of silver, breathing. Clouds gather and…

I believed there was a reasonburied under the silence—something still whole,if I stayed long enough,if I…

I am not built from wreckage.I am built from noticing. From the way dusk leansbefore it…

Morning comeswithout asking what survived the night. Not light—not yet—just the loosening of darkalong the edges…

You were sunlight before you ever spoke,a spark I caught and carried home —I was still…

She is the hush between pages,the pause before thought begins —a sliver of silver duskstretched across…

There’s a sound the air makeswhen it stops needing to hold its breath.It’s softer than forgiveness,heavier…

Some chapters end in fire,others in the slow unravelingof thread—pull one looseand watch the careful weavingcome…