• Poems

    The Way I Bloomed

    I wasn’t planted in soft soil.I grew in the cracks—beneath weight I didn’t ask to carry,through seasons I wasn’t ready for. There were days I curled inward,afraid of my own petals.Nights I mistook…

  • Journal Prompts

    A Late Bloom but Blooming Still

    The author reflects on a life feeling lost and misunderstood, battling inner turmoil while masking true feelings. After years of searching for identity and receiving misunderstood diagnoses, they uncover their ADHD, Autism, Bipolar…

woman reading a book while lying on a hammock

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