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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Willow Rising began as a survival instinct. A way to name what couldn't be said out loud. These poems were never written for an audience, they were written to exist. To be real. To be proof.
Spanning from childhood to early adulthood, this collection captures the quiet ache of trauma, the mess of healing, and the slow return to self. It's not a neat narrative. It's scattered and raw, threaded together by truth.
Told in four parts, Ashes, Echoes, Roots, and Wings this book walks through memory, grief, anger, and the hope that follows when you finally choose to stay.
These words won't heal you. But they will bleed with you.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Willow Rising began as a survival instinct. A way to name what couldn't be said out loud. These poems were never written for an audience, they were written to exist. To be real. To be proof.
Spanning from childhood to early adulthood, this collection captures the quiet ache of trauma, the mess of healing, and the slow return to self. It's not a neat narrative. It's scattered and raw, threaded together by truth.
Told in four parts, Ashes, Echoes, Roots, and Wings this book walks through memory, grief, anger, and the hope that follows when you finally choose to stay.
These words won't heal you. But they will bleed with you.