YOU
are worth
the mess
you make
This isn't just poetry.
This is your sign to start living.
still growing wildflowers
the lovers
made of earth
the worst of me
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Hear me out…what if healing is just…being alive and fully experiencing the spectrum of being human?
This is your sign to stop trying to be so perfect or “healed” enough to experience joy in your life. The truth is, you’re probably going to carry the pain from your past forever, but you don’t have to let it keep you from experiencing the good in life.
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this
is how
You Grow
Healing isn’t about holding onto the pain or pretending it never happened; it’s about making room to live in the chaos and joy of who you are. To look in the mirror and see the good, the bad, and the ugly and be able to say, “I am still worth loving.”
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that's the thing about wildflowers... they bloom. with or without you.
Still Growing Wildflowers
Think of your healing as a seed; you're pushed into the dirt and everything is dark for a while. Some days you feel like you're literally drowning, then you start to soften up. The soil around you starts to warm, you feel the sun and start to break out of your shell, pushing a little further each day, even when it rains and hurts like hell. you keep growing through the weeds and the wind. And one day, you bloom. Not everyone will notice. Not everyone will care and there will be others who don't even like you. But the thing is, you didn't bloom for them. You bloomed for you.
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a poetry collection that journeys through abuse, death, grief, and more; “blooming into a wildflower garden where the author sees weeds as what they truly are - new life and perspectives.”
The Lovers
I take my new lover to the earth first to see how they love my mother
do they talk with the trees
do they whisper to leaves and pause
to tell me about the beauty they see
or do they race to the peak without blinking an eye
do they trample the blooms and never look at the sky
I take my new lover to the earth first
to see how they love my mother
because I am she
and how you love her
is how you'll love me
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behind the scenes
Every lover held a mirror with all my insecurities and loving them led to loving me. A poetry book that leads you through a journey of self love and self healing.
Made of Earth
I am not a delicate woman. Don't let my eyes fool you. I do not speak softly or walk gently -- even with bare feet you'll hear me coming. I swing open doors like the devil is after me, because actually, she never left. but we've made peace for the most part...now that I wear her tongue around my neck. and don't trust bodies even though they trust me so I carry a fever in one hand and moonseed in the other so no. I am not a delicate woman. but I was never meant to be.
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behind the scenes
Made of Earth is a brutal and beautiful collection of poetry that explores breaking toxic cycles from the mother wound, father wound, and how we can find self-love and make peace with our past through our connection to our mother earth.
The Worst of Me
i think i've created a monster that wanders through the streets
she's
never not hungry
terribly thirsty
an unquenchable beast
picking up men one by one and taking them to bed - maybe this one is the last one, she says, as she chomps down on his head:
this one leaves a sting as he travels down my throat
this one leaves me lonely - he's so bitter that i choke
this one is too salty
this one is too sweet
this one called me, "darlin'" and this one left me beat
i think i've created a monster that wanders through the streets
this one is violently pestiferous
and i think the worst is me.
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behind the scenes
The Worst of Me is a hauntingly beautiful poetry collection that shares the dark side of healing and inspires readers to celebrate their authenticity, and embrace their flaws.
YOU
are a person
to be loved
not a problem
to be solved.
If there’s one thing I could go back and tell my younger self, it would be, “You are not hard to love and you are not too much. You are a person to be loved, not a problem to be solved. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you, and you are beautiful.”
When I wrote Still Growing Wildflowers I was going through a massive transformation even though I couldn’t see it yet. I just felt lost as I was navigating a marriage that had run its course, heading for divorce, leaving the religion I was raised in, and finally choosing myself – even if it didn’t look right to anyone else.
The truth is, being human isn’t always pretty and healing isn’t beautiful. In fact, it can be pretty fucking ugly. My poetry explores just a small part of the human experience— the tenderness and the toughness, the grief, the brutal and the beautiful. It’s about embracing all parts of ourselves, even the parts we’re told are hard to love. Because true beauty lies in accepting yourself and loving who you are, flaws and all. And that’s damn pretty.
my journey
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People ask me this question all the time! Just click through to How to Self Publish a Poetry book and you can read a bit about the process.
If you're brand new to my poetry, you should start with Still Growing Wildflowers and read through the whole series! Otherwise, pick up the one that you feel most drawn to. You can read more about the books here!
I started sharing my poetry on Instagram under my username, Where She Grows. Because of the themes in my first book, I wanted to have some sort of anonymity, but as time has gone on, I'm proud to have my name attached to these books.
