Loss recalibrates what matters. If something’s on your heart tonight, let it out.
What I Learned Today
Loss recalibrates what matters. If something’s on your heart tonight, let it out.
Loss recalibrates what matters. If something’s on your heart tonight, let it out.
Dust Me In Cinnamon
Exuvia
Change is never clean.
Something always cracks—
in the world,
in the light,
in us.
Exuvia — from the Latin for “things stripped away.”
Last Flight
The slender-billed curlew has officially been declared extinct by the IUCN — the first bird in history to vanish across three continents: Europe, Africa, and Asia.
Once a graceful traveller between seasons, it’s now a silence stretching from marsh to sky.
Some songs end where the wind begins.
She
My Own Skin
Crows in the Wheat
Storm Warning
Unbuttoned
Persimmon Moon
The persimmon moon climbs slow, sweet with fire…
A small poem of autumn stillness, where even the breath waits.
days of stone 