


E.S. writes poetry and fiction for people who survived by adapting until it became a personality. Their work lives in the aftermath, examining quiet violence, emotional endurance, and the damage that forms when survival is mistaken for strength. These are not healing stories so much as psychological autopsies of love, power, and attachment. The tone is dark, restrained, and unsettling in a way that lingers rather than explodes. This work is for anyone who stayed too long, learned too much, and refuses to romanticize what it cost.


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