Allow this collective to burrow deep within your heart and ignite your will to love. Let the stories continuously unfold from your fingertips as you engage in the remembrance of a love you’ve once known. These essays beckon vivid recollection, the type that has been memorized by the very structure that holds you together. They are the bones, carrying weight, hitting a nerve, and healing the space left behind just how rekindled love does so boldly. Read More.
To feel powerful and untouchable. To awaken from the dynamic experience of self-death. These writings are a true celebration of a woman coming into fruition and the mourning of a death caused by her own hands. Read more.
Collection 4: Death
Everything feels as though it’s looming. The sacred rhythms have come to an end. Fear wells up and overpowers all emotions. Reflection is the only safe way through, and collective four takes you through the necessary process. These writings come from a place of pain and loss yet hopeful for a new birth. The experience is raw. It requires vulnerability. Read More.
In hopes to incite activity: moving forward, reversion, circling, and nevertheless motion – I’ve compiled a series of rhythms and affects, attaching them to short essays and poems to mirror the natural stages of life, inspiring nothing short of action.