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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The House That Remembers
Ivy, broken windows, a shivering candle, and one old floorboard make an abandoned house feel less empty than the word suggests.
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The Kitten Who Stole My Sleep
At four in the morning, a kitten wages affectionate war on every available finger before curling into the softness she was searching for.
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Before the Rain
Before the rain arrives, a sleepless family walks through a night full of small creatures, quiet streets, and unexpected tenderness.
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The Storm Waited
Only after the stroller is parked and the babies finally sleep does the sky release the storm it seemed to be holding for them.
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The Frog in the Road
A tiny frog in the road becomes a reminder that motherhood teaches the eye to notice fragile lives the world might otherwise pass by.
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She Smelled Like Home
A well-loved tortoiseshell beneath a streetlight pauses just long enough to share a little softness before returning to the home she already knows.
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The Night We Needed Each Other
A desperate two-in-the-morning stroller walk becomes the night a tired mother and her daughters find a little beauty outside the walls.
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2 A.M. Walk
When sleep refuses the whole family, a stroller and the empty streets turn a brutal 2 A.M. into something almost gentle.
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The Man I’ll Build a Family With
Another baby is not the dream by itself; the dream is partnership with someone who reaches for the work, the children, and the life beside her.
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The Next Time I Say Yes
She still believes in love, but the next yes must belong to someone who loves the whole family—not merely the woman at its center.
Stay in the Garden
New poems, new rooms, and whatever blooms next—delivered without making you hunt through the archive for it.
Between Bruises & Blooms 