Happy New Year, dear friends! Yes, I know January is almost over. I know terrible things have happened this month. I know going from 2025 to 2026 feels A LOT like going ‘out of the frying pan, and into the fire’ (If you like etymology, here is the history behind
It’s been a little over a month since I sent out the last newsletter, so I suppose it is definitely time for an update.
we label away each other’s humanness so effectively that tyrants hardly need to divide us themselves...
Don’t love me with a heart...
I think I know what wild magic feels like...
Everyday, I trace my steps...
I long for time alone...
On a life of writing poetry.
I am afraid, but not of you...
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On embracing a period of reset.
The road became fearsome...