What remains when the life we've so carefully built changes without warning?
In The Constant, the self is never still. It shifts through memory, intimacy, fear, and inheritance-shaped as much by what breaks as by what remains.
This poetry collection traces the accumulated fractures of a life lived across thresholds: a body that remembers childhood wounds, attachments that both bind and estrange, and the passage into midlife, where love becomes less illusion and more reckoning.
These poems live in the space between certainty and loss, asking what survives when our world tilts. Wry, precise, and unexpectedly moving, this collection reminds us that change is inevitable, but endurance has its own gravity. What holds us is not permanence, but the fragile, stubborn constants we carry forward.