About Me

I began writing when silence became too heavy to bear.

Words were my way of holding on — to people, to places, to memories that refused to fade.

 

My mother was a teacher, and through her, I learned that love can be a lesson and grief, a kind of education.

Every poem I write is a continuation of her classroom — quiet, honest, and filled with light for anyone trying to find their way through the dark.

 

Over time, writing became more than survival.

It became witness — to loss, to healing, to the fragile strength that exists between both.

My work lives in those in-between spaces — where heartbreak meets hope, where endings and beginnings overlap.

 

If you’ve ever felt unseen, unheard, or suspended between what was and what will be —

you’ll find a home here.