Fresh Ink

What holds and what moves

A sip of who I am

When connection feels like knowing

A quiet corner of the internet where poetry, coffee-fueled reflections, and little life moments turn into something worth holding onto.

I’m not a bestselling author. I don’t have a writing degree.

But I do believe in the power of words—whether they’re about love, loss, awkward encounters, or the way a single sentence can linger like a favorite song.

This blog is part journal, part love letter, part playground.

Some days you’ll find poems. Other days, short stories dressed up as personal thoughts.

So grab a cup. Read a piece or two.

And if something in here makes you pause, smile, or exhale—then that’s all she wrote.