Gold drips from my fingertips searching for cracks. I am kintsugi. Scars across a mastectomied chest that tell my story. … More
Category: poem
National Haiku Writing Month
It’s here! It’s here! The month that sparked a full year now of creativity, poetry, and healing. I’ve been writing … More
Trees
There are times in life When the need is Constant sunshine on this face Some get by with just their … More
The Tiny Poet 