Tender Acts of Ruin is not a love story- it is the autopsy of one. In a collection where grief has many names and healing wears disguises, each poem is a cracked mirror reflecting the slow, brutal, exquisite ways we come undone. These pieces explore the mythic and the modern, heartbreak and rebirth, the violence of memory, the softness of survival. Here, love is both sanctuary and battlefield. Here, ruin is not an ending- it is a ceremony. This collection is for the ones who loved too hard, who bled beautifully, who stayed alive when silence begged them not to. You will not leave untouched. You will leave awakened.