Family Trauma
These poems return to the rooms we tried to forget: the slammed doors; the silent dinners; the hands that hurt more than they held. In every line, the past bleeds forward. This is not nostalgia it’s excavation.
When home becomes the first wound we carry.
Cold Inheritance
A deeply confessional narrative poem exploring the long shadow of paternal rejection. From childhood blame to adult heartbreak, Cold Inheritance lays bare the lasting wounds of a father's disdain.
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In the hush before dawn a shape of night slips beneath the sheets, threading terror through synapse and dream until mercy curdles into fevered hate.
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