What I write comes from the soft and strange corners of my life – burnout, devotion, the matrilineal unknown. I'm writing my way through love, exhaustion, and memory, hoping the shape it takes might echo for you as well.
What I write comes from the soft and strange corners of my life – burnout, devotion, the matrilineal unknown. I'm writing my way through love, exhaustion, and memory, hoping the shape it takes might echo for you as well.