A whisper of awakening, this poem traces the restless pull of a life not yet lived. It captures that sacred tension between safety and becoming—the quiet, persistent voice that asks whether we’ll stay small or finally answer the call.

A quiet, cutting look at the invisible labor of holding a household together, this poem captures the tightrope women walk every day—measured tone, softened edges, swallowed needs. It’s about the exhaustion of being everyone’s emotional barometer, and the small, human cracks we’re taught to apologize for.

A rebellion against polish and performance, Fight Club is a battle cry for women who are done being palatable. It’s about trading perfection for power, dirt under the nails for curated beauty—and choosing aliveness over approval, even if it means becoming the villain in someone else’s story.

A haunting portrait of emotional disappearance, Shallow Grave gives language to the slow erosion that happens long before a woman physically leaves. It’s about betrayal, numbness, and the quiet moment when survival turns into surrender—when she’s been gone long before anyone thinks to look for her.

A raw reflection on the invisible contracts placed on women’s bodies, choices, and ambition—Woman Unraveled names the quiet exhaustion of living in a world where existing fully can still feel like a punishable act.

A restless meditation on the ache for “more,” Longing captures the cycle of chasing what we think will fix us—only to find the hunger was never about the thing itself. It’s about the emptiness we’re afraid to sit with, and the courage it takes to finally turn inward instead of outward.