Poetry Collection(Original): There are infinite homes out there, for all of us, under the shimmering stars in the roar of the night, or the dark solace of the shadows on the sun, and everything in between. And may I only hope that my words could become a bit of a home to anyone out there who needs or wants one, as they stumble through life.

Poetry Collection(Original) For the what-ifs of the people we stay up thinking about, and the ones that motivate us to get out of bed. A place for the emotions we never admit are so ever-present. This a place where no one should have to stay silent on things we're not brave enough to say aloud. So, we place them into words, and words become the song of the our heart's desire.