For my friend who shines Have you ever realized The beauty you are? Your light burns bright You twinkling Star Light you've always been...

Things we lost in the fire Were never ours to keep Our bodies Earth’s to reclaim Flesh to ash In time became Perhaps A loss… isn’t a loss...

In going through old notes, I found this in one of my notebooks. Most likely from Fall of 2022. She wrote herself a world Because That is...

The thing with me and New York Even though I don't have wings She reminds me I can still scrape the sky

What light we found in the dark And hope in the shadows