This is a collection of old poems shared in reverse order: from newest to oldest.
Writing can be a powerful tool on our personal healing journeys.
If it is a part of yours, I wish you courage.
As these were written in the past, much of the more painful sentiment is very far from me now. Forgiveness and time and loving community have healed much in me. For the rest, I trust that the seasons will continue that unraveling, as is true for us all.
If you find your own pain in these poems and experience some glimpse of catharsis as a result, please feel free to reach out and say so.
If you found this poetry collection to be your jam, you may also enjoy my poetry book Absinthe. (Which looks like Fanfiction—but it's actually not. I swear.)
As always, thank you for your precious time.
-❤️ S.
YOU ARE READING
Skin
PoetryPoetry. A touch of travel writing: Ethiopia, Oxford, Belgium, Colorado. A lick of nature writing. Some grief. All poetry.
