How Raegan’s Poetry Sent Me Down a Rabbit Hole to Attempting to Write My Own.
It started innocently and serendipitously.
I came across one of Raegan’s poems on social media — a few well-chosen lines that resonated with a part of me I hadn’t acknowledged in a while. There was something about her words that felt effortless yet profound, simple yet deeply complex. The kind of writing that makes you pause, not because it’s confusing, but because it reaches deeper than surface-level reading allows.
That homely comfort of seeing her sitting on a daily basis posting from inside of a clothes closet. The raw simplicity.
Just like that, I was hooked.
Raegan’s poetry has a way of doing that — pulling you in, capturing your thoughts, and then lingering with you long after you’ve finished reading. What began as a casual encounter with her work quickly turned into a full-blown obsession. Before I knew it, I was scrolling through her entire collection, hunting down every piece of poetry I could find. I wanted to understand how she crafted such vivid emotion with so…
