
There are things love leaves behind that time cannot quite carry away.
They linger in memory, in tenderness, in the places we learned to fear.
These are poems about love in all its afterlives: what it gives, what it takes, what it leaves behind.
These pages are an attempt to name those ghosts, to understand where they came from, why they stayed, and what it finally means to let them go.
I hope you find something of yourself in these pages and enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.