The Shape of Who I Am

Through everything — the chaos, the silence, the weight of my own becoming — my mother stood by me. This is a letter to the woman who never let the world take me, and who taught me what love looks like.

The Friendship I Never Thought I’d Find in Prison

For almost a decade, I didn’t believe real friendship could exist in prison—until Joshua proved me wrong. This is my letter to him as he prepares to leave, and a reflection on the kind of impact that never disappears.