Pencil Poems

Small fragments, originally written with pencil in a small notebook — these are simply brief encounters with flashes of thought or inspiration, moments of noticing, or the ponderings of that day.

Some are clear. Some are rough. None are meant to explain too much. They simply gesture toward experiences that are often easier to sense than to name.

(The dates shown are arrival dates — when each poem finally made its way from the notebooks to this website. The writing itself spans many years.)


Words

A short exploration of language, experience, and the space between definitions.

Life as a Bubble

A reflection on fragility, identity, and what remains when stories burst.

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