Whether Or Not It's Ever Found

A Grand And Tender Attempt

Something Lighter Than What Was Endured

Portrait Of A Pattern, Three Generations Deep

Scars Embodied

Blossoms I'll Never Sit Under

My Mother's Voice In My Mouth

When Even The Shadows Fade

Soft Archive Of A Lingered Feeling

No Strangers Remembered Her

Where Patterns Come To Mourn

The Absence Of Dysfunction Is Invisible