About

I write as Speak_Moore. Feelings arrive tangled. Writing is how I lay them out in order, and how I let myself have them at all. The poems here come out of that practice: love and what it leaves behind, the worth we trade away, the low seasons and the small flame that gets you through them, and what a father hands down.

The poems live here; the reflection behind each one runs on Medium.

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