Today was bittersweet, yet beautiful in its own quiet way. It marked the final official event hosted by our coβpoet laureates, π±ππππππ π¬ππππππ πππ π²πππππππ π―πππππππ, πππ πππ π»ππ π―ππππ π·πππππ πΆπππ π΄ππ. The room was packedβevery seat claimed, every heart awakeβas poets and storytellers shared pieces of themselves, offering powerful, tender, and deeply thought-provoking pieces. My poem was The Bitter Taste of Love and Pain.
These remarkable women have shaped our evenings with grace and intention. Their presence has been a lantern for so many of us, lighting the path where words meet courage. They will be profoundly missed.
Jacalyn and Kathleen, I offer my heartfelt thanks for your unwavering support, your generosity of spirit, and the space you created for voices to rise. I will forever be grateful for your support and for sponsoring a poetry reading that allowed me to share my own poems with others. May your journeys ahead continue to bloom with success, inspiration, and joy. Your legacy will linger hereβlike the last warm teacup on an empty table, still holding the heat of community. Offering powerful, tender, and deeply thought-provoking pieces
