Archive - the stillroom

why solitude still hurts, even though i love myself

the sacred ache of being unmet and the beauty of choosing solitude anyway

Aug 17 •

the forgotten art of honoring the body

from carving to facetune — what happened?

Aug 13 •

three quiet rebellions for honoring the body

if the body once carried the record of our living, perhaps it can again

Aug 13 •

what you built with my bones

betrayal. i'm sick of holding in it.

Aug 7 •

witnessing love from the margins

longing as its own devotional act

Aug 5 •

this can't be it. can it?

there has to be more than all this noise.

Aug 3 •

July 2025

imagine a room that asks, how’s your heart?

letters and remedies for the ones who feel deeply. step inside — the air here is different, slower, like it’s been steeped in quiet for centuries.

Jul 27 •

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