Between Bruises & Blooms

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

courtroom

  • Courtroom Mother

    Courtrooms count paperwork and allegations; motherhood keeps counting lullabies, scraped knees, and all the care no file can hold.

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  • Home, With an Asterisk

    The boys are coming home, but relief arrives carrying supervision, weekends away, and the knowledge that another fight may still be waiting.

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