Poetry, as it happens.

I turn moments from real life into language — the things we notice, the things we don’t say, and the thoughts that stay with us.

This space exists simply to share them with you. 🖤

A woman with curly hair touching her forehead, looking directly at the camera, with tattoos on her arm, wearing a sleeveless top
A woman with curly hair touching her forehead, looking directly at the camera, with tattoos on her arm, wearing a sleeveless top

Welcome!

Hi, I’m Sydney! I’ve always been attached to a journal — ever since I was little, I’ve been writing, journaling, and turning thoughts into poems. Writing has always been the place I go to slow everything down. Just like many people, I am an over-thinker. I am just one who decided to make writing my outlet.

One of my first journals! Yes it was
Littlest Pets Shop…
12.25.2007

Poetry specifically heals me. It gives me a way to express myself in ways I’ve never been able to articulate out loud. I write about ordinary days, quiet realizations, love, absence, and the strange experience of being human and being perceived. Most of my poems come from things I almost said, or didn’t know how to say yet. A lot of them are written quickly, before the moment passes, and then left alone on purpose.

I’ve been sitting on so many poems I’ve written throughout my life — honestly, I still haven’t finished combing through all of them. There are years of pages, notes, and fragments that are only just now finding their place.

If you’re here reading this, thank you for being part of it. I’m really glad you’re here. 🖤

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