In the water, I am beautiful; serene, when its sirens sing me into seabreeze slumber. But its rage can wreak havoc that roars then rips through roads and rocky mountains. Elemental eloquence, its ecosystem is a universe of underwater excellence. Aquatic artistry is evident in every detail, from insignificant algae to blue whales in all their breathtaking magnificence. Capable of capsizing acclaimed ocean liners that could never sink, or erasing entire continents whose Atlantean existence still remain an unsolved mystery to this day. Poseidon's power knows no limits, he could be both—the calm, but also the storm. Seamonsters, spinning cyclones, tsunamis, and hurricanes could just as simply become seashells, sandcastles or skipping stones. And in spite of all its splendour, we must always remember that no shipwreck or buried treasure is worth risking the wrath of rivers or the ocean's unpredictable nature.
Accident-prone yet bulletproof, resilience courses through my veins. After pulling shrapnel from my own hell-bent self-destruction, all I was left with was me. Through embracing my darkness, I found the light. Here lives a collection of poetry, prose, and reflections on trauma, survival, desire, and becoming.