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Now Available: Into the Fire, Volume I: The Pressure

Available for download now. Details below! Into the Fire, Volume I: The Pressure is my first full poetry collection. 21 pages of visual, layered poetry. Written in the mess of now, while still sorting through the weight of then. This digital zine explores trauma, exhaustion, gaslighting, burnout, survival, and the

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Now Live! Into the Fire, Volume I: The Pressure

Bonfire raging in the night

Coming in Hot: Into the Fire, Volume I

I’m running on fumes tonight, but I couldn’t go to bed without sharing a quick update. My first official poetry collection, Into the Fire Volume I: The Pressure, is almost ready to drop. It’s been a whirlwind putting this together: raw, visual, and honest. I’ll be

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Twirling Chainsaws and Writing Fire: Happy July!

A hooded figure leans against a dark wall, in shadow, next to bright red graffiti in the shape of a pulsing heart monitor line stretches across the wall.

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Musings & Mewsings

Pulse Check

A butterfly mid-emergence from its chrysalis

Becoming

Neon sign stating "Stay Weird."

Calling All Freaks

Going through life Always so different Than others around me Became deliberate Why not conform? Save myself trouble But that would chase boredom Cause me to stumble Why’s it so hard To meet those like me? I gave up on trying Never went bougie To save my mind All

Reflection of trees in window light through a stairwell

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Deepcut Reflections

Ten Years to the Day

Close-up of two hands holding another in a moment of connection, in black and white

Last Butt Dial

Black cat sleeping on a car

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Last Breath

Writing journal and pen spread out over blankets

In the Wee Hours

She moved as if she was a zombie herself, scanning items and taking payments, completely lackluster and barely there… She was turned inward and very clearly expressed in her body language that she didn’t want to be there...or anywhere really.

"DAD" balloons draped in front of a wall of suit ties

Poetry by Dad

Beans, beans A musical fruit The more you eat The more you toot The more you toot The better you feel So, I eat beans for every meal When you're with your honey And her nose is runny You may think it's funny But it'

Toy sailboat in water

A Father's Gifts

Scrabble pieces spelling out "Amazing Dad"

Dather's Fay

My dad had a wicked wit He’d always make me grin He’d jiggle his ears And tell his wokes Words he loved to spin “Barking spiders” for farts Just one of his games He’d tease beans And runny noses And remember names Stretch a dad joke for

Field of wildflowers

Happy June!

8647 spray-painted on a wall

8647

Protestors, featuring an anti-Trump sign and upside-down flag

Present and Accounted For

Upside down, distressed American flag

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Dangerous Fool

A handwritten protest sign, with the MLK quote "An injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere"

The Balance

⚠️ CW: political themes Once there was chaos All clung to their own All for survival Fought back the unknown Through millennia They started to see Grouped all together Much stronger they’d be But over ages “High-borns” stood apart Ruled over others Division would start Time and again they Sowed

"TACO Man" superimposed over a crown

TACO Man

Ride-Or-Die

Time to move Can’t wait! Hurry! Must get out the door Mind’s a blur It keeps stalling Wait! We can do more! No, not now Been stuck for days Leaving my cocoon The road calls Sun is shining Ride ‘til afternoon But what if The words demand As

Dilution

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