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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If You Wanted My Attention
There were a thousand ways to get her attention—conversation, humor, kindness, curiosity—and he chose the least interesting one.
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Even Dragons Grieve
Tairn and Sgaeyl are not merely bonded; her absence would feel like a second heartbeat being torn from the body.
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Digital Flashing
A phone does not turn exposure into permission; digital flashing is still entitlement dressed up as a notification.
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She Came Back to an Empty Sky
Andarna comes home to the family she chose and finds Sgaeyl missing from the sky—a goodbye she never agreed to.
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One Year Ago Today
A digital memory resurfaces a year later, raising the uncomfortable question of how many people received the same intimate performance.
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An Estranged Daughter’s Letter
An estranged daughter writes to the father who taught her that love could sound like shouting and home could become something to escape.
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I Still Haven’t Forgiven Moth Flight
I understand Moth Flight’s grief. I understand why she broke. I still cannot forgive what she did to her kits.
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The Day They Took My Brother
At five years old, foster care becomes the day the world changes shape and a little girl learns adults do not always know where children belong.
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Four Kits, Four Clans
Moth Flight did not only give up her kits—she separated four grieving siblings who had already lost enough.
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The Empress After Midnight
By daylight she is bottles, laundry, and court paperwork; by moonlight she remembers that creating love inside chaos is its own kind of power.
Stay in the Garden
New poems, new rooms, and whatever blooms next—delivered without making you hunt through the archive for it.
