Six months I have been looking at this cover alone.
On my laptop at 2am. On my phone during grocery store lines. On the wall above my desk where I pinned it so I would remember what I was building toward when the work felt too heavy.
Today I finally get to stop looking at it alone.
This is the cover of Broken Whiskey Lullaby.
The room is not a real room. It is three real places pressed into one: the apartment where I lived when I was young and desperate, the house I was thrown out of at fifteen, and a third-floor window I used to stare through while I tried to figure out if I was still in my body or if I had already left it.
The sheet music on the floor belongs to a room that no longer holds anyone. Papers scatter when a life comes apart. They land where they land.
The window is open because it always was. The moon is there because it always is. The light does not ask permission. It simply arrives, and you decide whether to look at it or keep your eyes on the floor.
That choice, the looking or the not-looking, is the whole book.
Pre-order is live. Link in bio. 🥃
Publication: September 7, 2026
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