This is a place where time slows just enough for memory to speak. My poetry gathers the sweet, heavy, complicated pieces of life—the ones we often feel long before we understand. These are poems born from quiet mornings, bruised edges, reclaimed joys, and everything that lingers after the moment is gone.

Anaïs Nin wrote, “We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.” That is what this book has become for me—a second tasting, a softer return, a chance to breathe inside experiences that once rushed past. I hope these poems meet you gently and remind you that your own moments, too, are worth holding.

I’m grateful you’re here. Walk slowly. Stay as long as you like.