The Wild Truth is a collection of poems that moves through the interior terrain of sex, love, memory, and the complicated ways the body learns to speak when language is not enough.
At its core, the book is not interested in romance as performance or sex as spectacle, but in the quieter, more difficult spaces where intimacy becomes both a form of knowing and a form of unraveling. These poems trace what it means to desire and be desired, to give and withhold, to confuse closeness with clarity, and to eventually learn the difference between being held and being understood.
Across the collection, love is not treated as a fixed destination but as an unfolding negotiation-between self and other, between vulnerability and protection, between what is chosen and what is inherited. Sex appears not only as physical experience, but as language, memory, power, and sometimes distortion: a place where people learn who they are allowed to be, and who they become when they stop asking permission.
The poems hold tension without rushing to resolve it. They sit inside contradiction: tenderness alongside rupture, devotion alongside distance, longing alongside the refusal to abandon the self. In this way, the collection resists easy moral framing. It is not a story of healing that moves neatly from wound to closure, but a record of what it feels like to live inside the ongoing process of becoming honest.
Much of the work explores how intimacy can blur boundaries-how love can feel like expansion and disappearance at the same time, how sex can be both a reaching toward and a retreat from the self. It asks what it means to remain present in one's body through those shifts, and what it costs to stay open rather than shut down when things become complicated.
The language of the collection is intimate and unflinching, often pared back to its emotional core. It leans into sensation and observation rather than abstraction, trusting the reader to sit with what is unresolved. There is an underlying attention to power-how it moves through relationships quietly, how it is exchanged, mistaken, resisted, and sometimes surrendered without recognition.
Ultimately, The Wild Truth is about what remains when illusion falls away. It is about the moments when language fails and the body becomes the witness. It is about learning that truth in love and sex is rarely singular, and that clarity is not always the same thing as comfort.
This is a book about intimacy as it actually lives in people-not as it is idealized, but as it is experienced: layered, contradictory, and alive.
