Our Winter Remains

A poem for: the questions in broken bonds.

Hello there! This is My Pen in the Air: notes from the desk of an unexpected novelist filled with inspired endeavors and monthly updates on the creative life.

While most posts are free for all readers, some of my more personal pieces — like the poem beyond the paywall — are tucked away awhile after they are first published. This is for both creative and self-preserving reasons — thank you for understanding.