The Phoenix and the Pyre

These poems don’t perform beauty. They bear witness. Melaine Harvey writes for
those whose lives shimmer with elegance from a distance—but under closer light,
reveal sorrow, strength, and truth. Each verse is a boundary drawn in grace, a truth
spoken without apology.

She writes for those who swallowed silence—and found their
voice. Where anger became armor. Where voice became justice. Her poetry is quiet
architecture: molded by fracture, anchored in spirit, and etched with the legacy carved
from survival.