Writer, poet, digital artist, Star Trek enthusiast, space dreamer, accidental memoirist, and naptime devotee.

 

I didn’t grow up thinking I’d be a writer. I loved words, but I didn’t know they could be mine. Writing wasn’t something I pursued—it was something I responded to. If someone assigned me a story, I came alive. But for most of my life, it didn’t occur to me that I could write just to write. That I had something to say. That I could say it for me.

 

Then one day, I did.

 

I started writing again after years of silence—raw lines that didn’t make sense but made me feel. And once I opened that door, I couldn’t shut it again. My debut poetry collection, *Peeled*, wasn’t planned. It spilled out of me. It’s not polished or strategic. It’s everything I wasn’t supposed to say, and said anyway. It’s confessions, rage, lust, grief, heartbreak, and hunger—all the things we’re told to keep quiet. It’s for anyone who’s ever wondered if they were too much or not enough. It’s for anyone who’s ever felt both.

 

I’ve never taken a writing class. Never studied poetry. Never tried to follow the rules. I write what feels real. What hurts. What heals. What haunts. My writing is the most honest thing about me.

 

In addition to words, I love creating digital art that feels like dreams, memories, or alternate universes—often surreal, sometimes vintage, always a little emotional. My aesthetic? Somewhere between ‘90s goth girl and French film heroine. My ideal outfit? Flowy black pants, a fitted top, bold lipstick, and earrings sharp enough to double as weapons.

 

I live in Florida (temporarily—please don’t hold it against me), but I’m in the process of moving to the UK with my two dramatic cats, Loki and Rey. I'm doing it for love, for reinvention, and for a life that feels like mine.

 

I believe in skincare as ritual, passion as necessity, and art as survival. I love talking about the future of humanity, the beauty of language, and why Star Trek’s post-capitalist society is deeply underrated. My TBR list is a mile long, and I keep adding to it, even though I know I’ll never catch up. That doesn’t stop me.

 

I'm someone who feels everything too deeply, gets overwhelmed easily, loves too hard, forgives too fast, and expresses myself best through the page. If I had a religion, it would be connection. And if my writing connects with you, then it’s done its job.

 

Welcome to my world. You’re invited to stay.