I’ve added a couple of new logos to the site.

Step into the archive of everything I almost said out loud;
the scraps, the sparks, the moments that refused to stay still,
all stitched together into something that feels a little like truth.

And this little mark?
It’s just the doorway;
the quiet signal that the words are waiting,
that the small, insistent moments have somewhere to land
before they turn themselves into something worth keeping.