These books are tiny, fragile, microcosms of my life that I wanted to share.

Misplaced

  • Infatuation isn’t anything nice, for any girl, especially when she’s fifteen.

    Infatuation wasn’t nice to me, and I say this because I had no experience to counter all my exaggerated feelings.

    Infatuation led me to believe what had happened to me was my fault. And the infatuation made me oblivious to what had happened until I said certain things out loud.

    Looking back, it was really sad. I was really sad. I remember trying to talk about it, but the story was never told flawlessly. There was just so much that I was ashamed of. There was just too much that was violated.

    This is my first ever book. I’d like to think of it as a rough draft. A really, really rough and dark—cringe and loud rough draft.

    It’s what gave me a voice when I couldn’t seem to find my own out in the real world.

  • Book #1 : Amazon

The Joy of Forgetting

  • This book is for the girls who stay up wondering what went wrong, a part of me feels the need to tell you that the right kind of love is sweeter than fiction. I promise it’ll find you. Every poem in this book represents a different part of who I was, who I am, and who I will continue to be; The girl who hates what she sees in the mirror, the jaded romantic, and then the hopeless romantic. The girl who doesn’t know what she believes in and the girl who made her high school self-proud. This book is very special to me. Mostly because I wrote it with so much rage and despair. It’s things I ruminate on, fixate, miss, cry, regret, relive, and overcome. And it’s a tiny declaration to the world that I am a writer, first and foremost. So here it is, a collection of poems so that I can remember...and forget.

  • Book #3: Amazon

Placed

  • This is, above all, a piece of a young heart. Although this is my second book, everything is still a first of many things for me. I assume I was attracted to, and at least intimidated by, making something about this very specific time because healing is such a void. Ugh! There is so much space! So many uncontrolled, uncolored, and un-worded feelings.

    Grief; What a wretched and dark, wet and beautiful feeling.

    This book is sort of like the word; AFTER

    After the hurt, the intense, the motion. What comes next? Better yet—who comes next?

    It goes along with my first novel; Misplaced.

    Come on now, you can’t leave it lonely ;)

  • Book #2: Amazon

Anything but linear

  • I hope this teaches you that you grieve as deeply as you’ve loved. That the wound is the place where the light enters. How everyone you meet after an ache is a mirror ball bringing you closer to yourself. And that it takes a community to heal.

    This book was fun, so loud, and almost a little too true to write.

    But I did it anyway because it was always my story to tell.

    There are many people alive in this book and I hope that’s where they’ll stay.

    I love this story like no other, but I also can’t bring myself to re-read it after publishing.

  • Book #4: Amazon