My first favorite poet was Shel Silverstein. Then it was Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost, Emily Dickenson, E.E. Cummings, Mary Oliver, Pablo Neruda, Charles Bukowski—you know, the usual. The last two are my current favorites still. I never thought I could write, let alone publish my own even though I’ve kind of been accidentally writing poetry forever.
Okay, forever is an exaggeration. But I was writing it before I even knew I was writing it. Fast forward to now and I’ve self-published two poetry books and I’m so excited to share that I am releasing a third this year. If you follow me on Instagram then you’ve probably known this for a while. But this last week I got the first proof and am in the process of editing it. Here’s a first look:
About the book
Readers who love poetry by Rupi Kaur, Courtney Peppernell, and Orion Carloto will find a home in Made of Earth: a poetry collection that explores the mother wound, father wound, and how we can find self-love and self-healing in our connection to our mother earth to break these toxic cycles.
The womb is where it begins; from the roots. This takes you on a journey through childhood and leads you to unearth/rebirth: the toxic patterns we find in our relationships and the rebirth of the womb that leads us into the remedy.
Made of Earth is for the untamed: the black sheep queens and cycle-breakers. For the ones who keep loving despite having every reason not to. Basically, if you’re still reading this, it’s for you.
You are the medicine.