…a place where the silence softens…
Welcome to the quiet. This is where the silence breaks…not with a scream, but with the soft, deliberate tremble of truth.
These poems explore and express love, loss, abuse, memory, and the human experience. Every poem here is a whisper that could not be spoken…until now.
…and ends with your first whisper.
Whispers that break the silence…
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
Balloon
A red speck fades where hands fell short
On This Day
the mob’s cheers and chants battered my ears
Mental Agony
my body stood naked and exposed
Heterovert
your slur—my ceaseless derogation
Sparkling Emerald Eyes
your arms, like carved oak, protected me
Blood Burning
sweet perfumes linger longer than warmth