Walking Through the Yellow Night
Some nights, my own skull is a dangerous place to linger. Thoughts circle, not like…
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She Glowed. They Burned Her.The quiet cost of being Marie Curie.
You know her name, right? Marie Curie. Everyone does. You heard about her in school,…
When Broken Becomes Beautiful
Held Together by Cracks(The true story of someone who walked out of the dark and…
I Talked to a Wall. It Listened Better.
Some people write to share big ideas, like planting seeds for others. Some write to…
Confidently Lost: How I Led a March into Nowhere
I walk. Step, step. It feels easy, like breathing. My feet know this path. Why?…
