About Pretty Thunder
I’m creating poetry as ritual, haunting, and elegy.
Herbalist and poet of scent, medicine, and ritual. I write from the edges-where grief ferments, language fractures. Fragments, field notes, and dream logic- writing that resists neat closure. My work lives where ceremony collapses, where grief becomes syntax, and where lipstick, botany, and memory are sacred tools. This is an archive, a possession. Your support helps me keep creating~ quietly, fiercely, and with care.
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