Chaos with Cait

It begins before words, before even thought; this rhythm carved into us like tide, like time. Inhale; the world enters, Its weight, Its...

Sound is rebellion born from ribs. Every word, a door kicked open

She is not a body, but a tide; pulling and spilling, full of moons. A name stretched over bone like wet silk, she is the ash and the...

Growth taught me to bend without breaking, Surrender showed me how.

I used to swallow silence just to keep the peace. I have bent my spine to fit into rooms that never made space for me. I thought kindness...

I dropped my shield, not because I lost, but because I no longer needed it to win.

They told me nothing good could grow here, not from this kind of soil, not after that kind of storm. But they didn’t know how often I’ve...

I used to ask the world if it was okay to smile. I would ask If it was safe to laugh out loud, to dance when no one else was moving. I...

I am learning to be brave, not loud, but honest. I am learning to trust myself, even when doubt whispers louder than truth. I’m learning...

There are corners of my soul that only light can touch. I keep them sacred, I call them mine.

I know that you flinch when they reach I know that trust for you, is a door that creaks from being slammed too many times. I see how you...

I do not always believe in miracles However, I do believe in trying again.

I opened my fist, not to fight, but to plant what I was holding too tightly.

I am not what broke me. I am what rose after. No phoenix, just flesh, stitched and stubborn, burning forward. I speak in sparks now. I...

There was a version of me that didn’t survive the one who whispered “I’m fine” while quietly bleeding. I shattered quietly beneath the...

Time did not rush me. Time waited, like cupped hands, for me to come back to myself.

I didn’t bloom when they said I would. I didn’t rise in the spring or follow the sun like I should. I cracked open in the cold, roots...

Some things had to die, for me to bloom

I won’t pretend like I’m unbroken. I come with the sound of leaving still ringing in my chest, with hands that once held all the wrong...

I was a body without a compass, my breath shallow. Every dawn was a dare I didn't ask for. The dark knew my name it crawled into my bones...