My human condition.

Maia

  • Discomfort is not harm.

    It is what happens when reality is no longer being managed for you.

  • Intent does not equal accountability.

    It never has. Only avoidance benefits from pretending otherwise.

  • What I Forgot While Being Useful

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

  • At the Turning

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

  • Held Note

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

  • There Is No Answer Coming

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

  • Inventory

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

  • Facing East

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

  • “Thirteen”

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

  • The Hush Between Pages

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