Literature

STATIC DUST BOOKS
These books weren’t written to inspire.
They were written because if I didn’t let the words out, they’d rot me from the inside.

Fiction and non-fiction. Poetry and fragments.
Some built from deep research, others from sleepless 3AMs.
But all of them come from the same place —
a need to scream without destroying the people I love.

This is where I put the things I can’t say out loud.
The thoughts that scare me.
The grief that shaped me.
The beauty I wasn’t sure I was allowed to name.

Not self-help. Not clean arcs or happy endings.
Just truth, bruised and breathing.

Read if you’ve ever carried too much.
Write your name in the margins if you need somewhere to feel seen.

every piece is a scar. every line is a survival map.
— STATIC DUST