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 Truth I Owe You
An apology to Sierra that stops polishing the truth and admits plainly where trust was broken.
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He Thought He Rescued a Victim
Leroi opens a basement expecting a victim and discovers Seraphine: wounded, weaponized, and never meant to be tamed.
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The Friend Who Came for Coffee
An ordinary coffee with a friend becomes evidence of how easily someone else can mistake independence for abandonment.
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Whenever You Fought Her
The anger aimed at her was never really hers; it was pain from somewhere else repeatedly placed in her hands.
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After the Crown Falls
The crown can fall in a moment; surviving the war and learning what deserves to grow in its ruins takes much longer.
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Actions Speak Louder
Apologies can sound beautiful, but actions are the language that finally tells the truth.
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Then, You Tried to Mend Me
Mending is slower than breaking: not rescue, not fixing, but staying beside the wreckage while someone learns to rebuild herself.
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The Apology
Soft words and beautiful apologies keep returning, but forgiveness begins to change when the same wounds keep following them.
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My Children Will Never Read Me the Way You Did
One day her children may read her story for themselves; she hopes they find a flawed mother who kept showing up with everything she had.
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Ghosts Are Quieter Than My Thoughts
Old houses, old murders, and fictional ghosts are easier company than the thoughts that refuse to explain themselves.
Stay in the Garden
New poems, new rooms, and whatever blooms next—delivered without making you hunt through the archive for it.
