In Virtuous Sins, the familiar ideals of patience, loyalty, courage, hope, and trust are brought before an unyielding court. Each is weighed not by intention, but by consequence; not by purity, but by endurance. What remains when a virtue is practiced too long, too faithfully, or without measure?
These poems move through waiting rooms of time, mirrors that distort honesty, hands that hold until they bruise, and eyes that refuse to close even when truth wounds. There is no easy acquittal here—only careful testimony.
