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I write love poems to my nieces and nephew.

It all started with my little brother, Austin. Surely, I’ve mentioned him by now. I wrote him a note or a poem every time I gave him anything, which was often. Now I have some new little humans to write notes to, a few adorable nieces and one awesome nephew. I’m adding some of that here, as it seems appropriate for it to live in this space.

Let’s all be optimistic, and call this a place of hopeful transformation - where poems become children's books, where my rantings become writings, where you are now part of my vision board. Thanks for bringing your goodness here.