Finding Home: A Collection of Poetry in Bloomington, MN

There is no spine to this book. These words are my own. These words are messy. These words were written with a face full of tears. These words were written in a car with a cigarette in hand. These words were written years ago, in what now feels like a past life. I am sharing these words - these emotions, these heartbreaks, these stories - to help you through. Feel your pain. Feel your joy. Feel your anger. Feel.