All my pens are dry, so I write with blood.
A library long censored.
A whisper. A letter. So many secrets. Whispers of Wares.
This isn't just poetry or words — this is documented trauma and a war at once.
Contact information coming soon — but as of now, just know that I am here, building a place where silence is broken, grief is shared, and the quiet knife of trauma is laid bare.
One of my many goals for this website is to create a space where the quietly resilient can come together and share their love of writing and standing up for what is right. A safe place to be vulnerable and raw, and dive into fear rather than running from it.
There is not often much comfort to find in my poems, or in many of my other works. I am not a poet who writes just to make you feel good. I write to resist. To share uncomfortable truths. I want my words to be a dagger that cuts through the silence in the face of injustice and trauma.
Until then, I hope you find something here that resonates with you, and that the uncomfortable truths we face and witness in this world stir you enough to take action.
- Julie Victoria, The Quiet Knife™
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