I was raised on little light

This one’s for you.

Yup, the lack of choice is a feature.

Boundaries are investments in our relationships.

One of many sad backstories from Shadowplay.

A sonnet about the people we cast to play our demons.

A poem about being bad at love.

Recovery isn’t a straight line.

A family’s fatal flaw

I’m unhealthy but it’s not like I’m a terrible person. Do I have to spend the rest of my life alone?

Why does it feel so horrible when you’re criticized?

A case study of the narcissistic relationship grid, in poem form.