poet

my name is poet… with a little “p” not because i was born by this name… but life has a thing for broken verses, like me… this is the only way i know to cry, this is my only bible, by only belief… these words that pour out the color of my heart. bluest indigo…

Indigo… Is…

A collection of contradictions, prose, poems, short stories, and love letters inspired by unconditional love, unrequited love, loss, and deep human suffering and pain.