A candle lit in a dark room,
shadows thrown into a waltz on the walls,
a sacred circle cast around this moment we share together,
fingertips searching through time and space to find the familiar.
Can you feel me?
YOU ARE READING
The Eldest Daughter ✔️
PuisiA collection of poems I wrote ages 13 to 31 that show how I grapple with neurodivergence, gender roles, and the conservative fundamentalist environment I was raised in. This is the most vulnerable work I have released to date, letting you into intim...
