Between Bruises & Blooms

A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.

attraction

  • Gravity

    It may not be love yet, but something keeps tilting her world toward one person with unmistakable gravity.

    Read more →

  • Embers

    A quiet spark of desire grows beneath rain-soft glances, moonlit silence, and everything neither person is ready to name.

    Read more →