The First Whisper

a place where the silence softens…

Welcome to the quiet you have carried for so long.
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 you weren’t allowed to speak…until now.

…and ends with your first whisper.

Whispers that break the silence…

The Night Everything Broke

my mother’s suffering drowned my eyes

The Cold Chain

it gleamed silver in the muted air

Balloon

A red speck fades where hands fell short

Heterovert

your slur—my ceaseless derogation

Tearful Eyes

dulled my mind and left my soul despaired

On This Day

the mob’s cheers and chants battered my ears

Naïve Boy

I always believed life would be fair

Blood Burning

queens snorted and screamed

Lipstick Boy

resisted your masculine pressure

“We are the ghosts we were told to silence.”