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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Gravity
It may not be love yet, but something keeps tilting her world toward one person with unmistakable gravity.
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The Space Between Us
Silence becomes its own language in the lingering glances, unfinished goodbyes, and distance that never teaches the heart to wander.
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The Art of Almost
Some people never fully leave; they become the ache of almost, lingering in songs, coffee cups, and the empty spaces beside us.
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Three Weeks Alone
Three weeks, three apologies, three promises—and the growing realization that sorry means less every time nothing changes.
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Waiting for My Boys to Come Home
Every class, meeting, form, and requirement is powered by the same reason: two boys who still call her Mom and a home waiting for them.
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The Men I Chose
After men who confused control, desire, and love, one familiar person stands apart in the softness of ordinary things he chooses to share.
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The Boy Who Crossed an Ocean
He crossed an ocean while she crossed the distance between fear and sleep, meeting somewhere in the safety of a voice through a screen.
Stay in the Garden
New poems, new rooms, and whatever blooms next—delivered without making you hunt through the archive for it.
