No Such Thing as Closure It’s been a few months Since the last time I cried. My wells have run dry But not because I miss you any less; I finally accept that This is life. I can scream into Every passing storm cloud, But that will never bring you back. I can yell at God As I sob over crinkled pictures But all I can…

Was God tired of Watching Their child suffer? Did They call you Home gracefully? Did your body decide It was more drained Than your palms, Raised in praise? Was there nothing left To be thankful for? Was the only thing You could pray for An end to the pain? Did God walk you home Peacefully, Or did you fight valiantly Against evil, to end up Exhausted at…

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This poem is hard to share. I almost cry every time I read over it. My next book was difficult to write. It was smashing the broken pieces of my heart. I wrote so many poems the day I found out he was gone. I wrote so many poems in…

I write about the darkness to bring it to light. I write about the depression to push back on its heaviness. Keep it at bay. I don’t want to sit in the dark by myself. I can’t imagine that anyone wants to deal with the weight of the world on…

Last week I said I was writing happy poetry, and this week I am throwing heartbreak in your face. This poem is about the loss of many family members of mine, particularly my baby brother and sister. I wrote it when I was in the throes of grief and I…

I am writing so much happy poetry! If you’ve been around for a while, you’d know a lot of my poetry is dark. It deals with chronic pain and childhood trauma. It is gritty. It has been described as “winter” poetry. Well, I think I am writing spring poetry, even…

A Note To Survivors — The following may be triggering for survivors. If you relate to this piece, I am so sorry. If you have moments that you wish more than anything you could forget, moments that you almost let slip away but then they come crashing back over you, I am sorry. If you…

Plus the Poem Born Out of Loving Panic — I still write a lot of breakup poems even though I have been in an incredible relationship for the last four years. It helps me process my traumatic past and manage my wild imagination. I get scared of losing my partner and I write a poem. I change the narrative…