You are the Moon and the Stars are Your Stories

A collection of poetry for the damned teenage girls who became women before they were adults.

For those who were told they feel too deeply.

For those who wilted before they ever had the chance to bloom.

These poems are for you,

a gentle reminder that no matter your past, your trauma, or the burdens you carry,

you too can rise again,

and burn just as bright as the stars in the sky.

“you mustn’t continue to water dead flowers when you are living and dying of thirst”

A glass vase with wilted and dried flowers, with some petals scattered around the base, set against a plain gray background.

— Ally Jacobs

behind the words

hi, i’m ally.

poet, author, and the girl behind

poem beneath her lips.