New York poet Kris Janvier invites you into the vivid world of his Drift series; where raw inspiration meets lyrical depth in every line.

Remnants of lovers past emerge in this lyrical reminiscence.

The moon has always been a mirror of our own cycles of becoming. In this collection, I’ve blended the lunar phases with Keeper glyph constellations to create celestial art that reflects both mystery and meaning.

In a world of relentless suffering and unrecognized resilience, we transform pain into hope, while confronting a shadowed existence.

"I fought demons before I took a breath, looked at death inside of a womb, so nothing you do can break my cracked back; the bricked up soul that remains whole."

When I first began to understand how deeply my childhood trauma had wired itself into me, I imagined my nervous system as a weathered instrument, its strings pulled too tight, vibrating long after the music had stopped. Trauma does this. It doesn’t only live in memory or thought, it lives in the flesh. The nervous system, designed to keep us alive in moments of danger, becomes imprinted with survival strategies that were once necessary but later turn destructive.

Have you ever poured yourself into helping someone heal, only to be left behind in the wreckage they walked away from? This song is for you.

Healing is a radical journey from victimhood to empowerment; this is how to embrace it and ignite your rebirth.

We all carry regrets and mistakes that linger in our minds. Acknowledging and processing these feelings is essential for healing. Self-forgiveness leads to liberation, not excuse.

ALT: a man with a beard is smiling in front of a crowd of people in armor .