It’s the shortest month of the year and one long-associated with love. I believe there is irony in that previous statement. Typically it’s a month of cold, quiet despair for me, one I never honestly cared for until now. This new year has ushered in great change for me on a personal level, and for the first time in my life, I can truly say: I am enough.
I am beautifully broken and completely whole in this knowingness. We are all one. We are all love. We are connected.
That is why I’ve chosen this month for the release of my new poetry book, and I do hope each of you finds love and light within its pages and upon your journey in life.
Love, Ink, and Sin
Grace Black returns with a collection siphoned straight from her soul. Her love of poetic brevity still at the forefront of this confessional compendium. Though this time around, she has taken to penning the long lines of love and its naked prose bleeds from the page. If you’ve ever loved or lost these rich pages will feel like a familiar journey with an old friend.
I want to take a moment and extend my deepest gratitude to all of you who have inspired, encouraged, and supported me on this journey. And I cannot adequately convey to you how touched I am by the outpouring of well wishes and generosity of so many of you. Thank you, truly!
Love and Ink,