a note of gratitude + farewell to 2024

poetry

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedSteam rises, a quiet warmth held between my hands, as the world rushes past the glass. Here, the morning breathes softly, a pause, a pocket of stillness stitched into the fabric of motion. This is my quiet rebellion— savoring slow

Over the past year, with the world feeling more divided and unsettled than it ever has, I find myself turning to poetry as a way to process emotions that feel raw and heavy. This particular piece was born out of a recent conversation with someone I thought I knew well—