Between Bruises & Blooms
A poetry archive for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
Welcome to the library. Here you’ll find poetry and reflections rooted in motherhood, grief, love, survival, healing, darkness, nature, and the ordinary moments that refuse to stay ordinary.
Latest Writing
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Two Affidavits
Two affidavits tell two versions of the same decade—one measured in dates and records, the other in fear, grief, and impossible choices.
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I Will Not Be Afraid
Sam Cortland’s courage becomes a mirror for anxiety: bravery was never the absence of fear, only the choice to keep moving with it.
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Exhibit A
Pain is alphabetized into exhibits, but no label can make a child’s fear or a mother’s memories easier to carry.
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You Made Yourself the Match
Nehemia knew her death would ignite Celaena—but revolutions sound much prettier than the body on the bedroom floor.
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Fourteen
At fourteen she did not know what love was; she only knew one boy could make the world feel less lonely, and some part of her remembers.
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Inbox Full
An inbox fills with strangers mistaking exposure for confidence and access for consent; the modern trench coat just happens to be a phone.
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You Married Her Before You Left
Xaden gives Violet forever and then disappears, leaving her with a husband, a ghost, and a ring that still says forever.
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Not Impressed
A stranger leads with the least interesting thing about himself and waits for admiration that was never owed.
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The Brother Who Wasn’t Dead
Brennan’s return is a resurrection tangled with anger, betrayal, and years of grief built around a lie.
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Delete
Another unwanted message earns exactly one response: delete. Attention and access are not the same thing.
Stay in the Garden
New poems, new rooms, and whatever blooms next—delivered without making you hunt through the archive for it.
