Unapologetically Me.

I tried to keep my feelings in a straight line, but they had other plans. So here they are—messy, restless, and real. This book wasn’t written to be perfect; it was written to be honest. These poems are pieces of me. Some are loud, some barely whisper. Some carry storms, others feel like home. But every word comes from who I was, who I am, and who I’m still becoming. I didn’t write this to be understood; I wrote it to be felt. Some poems might find you, some you might lose along the way. Either way, I hope you see a little of yourself in these scattered stars, in this constellation of thoughts that once belonged to me and now belong to you. Above all, be kind. Be unapologetic.