
A tender, aching prose poem about answering the small miracles before they slip away. A reflection on regret, presence, and the fragile urgency of love.

A modern abecedarian poem about the quiet terror of feeling like your not enough. A Thursday Lantern entry on doubt and endurance.

Hoodie Season evokes nostalgia and acceptance, highlighting comfort amidst change during October’s chill.

A weekly light — poetry, stories, and reflections from the strange in-between. Lantern at the Door I leave a light for the ones who wander,the restless, the dreamers,the ones who look backward when the night gets too quiet. This door opens to nowhere and everywhere.Inside: stories that hum like trapped bees,poems stitched from old smoke…

One Year, One Book, No Excuses. Today I turn 39, and I’m officially putting the universe on notice: by the time I turn 40, I’m publishing a book. Not thinking about it, not quietly tinkering while making excuses. A real book. With my name on the cover. Something you can hold, read, spill coffee on,…

My daughter is seven, and this is her second year playing softball. Instructional league. That beautiful, chaotic mix of learning and laughing, missed catches, tiny victories, and too-big helmets. She loves it. Lives and dies with every swing, every play. And I’ve found myself just… there. Not loud. Not hovering. Just steady.Watching—just a bit back…

The Mistborn trilogy by Brandon Sanderson profoundly impacted me, with deep character development, intricate worldbuilding, and themes of identity and loyalty that resonated deeply throughout the series.