Tell me the truth.Don’t sugarcoat it,don’t wrap it in shiny paperlike a gift I never asked for.I can smell a…

Love enters like incense,a slow exhale of sandalwood and jasmine,curling against the edges of my skin.Tantra whispers: be still,let the…

They told me,“Wait for the stars to align.”But darling,I’ve seen stars only alignwhen I tilt my head just right,squint one…

I’m not yesterday’s draft copy—I’ve been edited by fire.Transformation keeps me interesting,keeps me agile,keeps me laughing at the ideaof ever…

They ask what I’ve written,what I’ve birthed from my ribs,what rose from the salt of my open woundswhen I finally…

I stopped queuing for permission slips.Stamped myself approved in ink made of starlight.Turns out the holy water was in my…

When I say no, it does not thunder,nor crack the earth beneath your feet.It arrives like light through stained glass,soft,…

I emptied the drawer of my spirit today,half-loved receipts, unsent letters,dreams that expired like milk in July.What a cluttered archive…

Life, my dear, is nothing morethan a string of boarding passes—some stamped “one-way,”others “delayed indefinitely,”and a few with destinationswe swore…

Not every smile is sugar,some are salt dressed in silk,and envy—ah, envy—wears perfume to mask its scent. Friends clap loudest…