Descent

Here, love becomes a performance. The poems chronicle a steady collapse into silence, denial, and dangerous hope. Abuse enters the body and the home. The speaker tries to save what cannot be saved, internalizing blame while navigating fear. Fatherhood arrives as a sacred calling in the middle of chaos. This is the year-by-year unraveling that so many survivors know well—when loving turns into surviving and survival becomes a quiet act of endurance.

Order of Poems & Prose: Pills – 2019 (prose) – Leap Year – Equally Yoked – Becoming a Father – 2020 (prose) – Fix You – 2021 (prose) – Wild and Free – Sinister – Deceit – 2022 (prose) – Gas Stations – Carbon Monoxide – 2023 (prose) – I Failed – Cold

*Please be advised: This book contains references to physical and emotional abuse, child abuse, gaslighting, suicide threats, and domestic violence. Reader discretion is advised.

Descent

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Brand: Faith & Prose
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Fix You

Jonathan Valania

I thought if I fixed you, you’d choose me. But I was never your healer. Just your host. They weren’t healing. They were feeding.

Fix You

Jonathan Valania

I thought if I fixed you, you’d choose me. But I was never your healer. Just your host. They weren’t healing. They were feeding.

Wild and Free

Jonathan Valania

You’re here. And the silence is deafening.Slap. She struck me again.I wasn’t supportive enough — for her. For you.

Wild and Free

Jonathan Valania

You’re here. And the silence is deafening.Slap. She struck me again.I wasn’t supportive enough — for her. For you.

2021: The Year I Wasn't Allowed To Be Tired

Jonathan Valania

You kept saying you wanted to die. I found suicide notes, crumpled, half-hidden, still wet from ink.

2021: The Year I Wasn't Allowed To Be Tired

Jonathan Valania

You kept saying you wanted to die. I found suicide notes, crumpled, half-hidden, still wet from ink.

Sinister

Jonathan Valania

"I should never have married you.I regret having kids with you."Years later—and every time I close my eyes—it’s August 6th.

Sinister

Jonathan Valania

"I should never have married you.I regret having kids with you."Years later—and every time I close my eyes—it’s August 6th.

Deceit

Jonathan Valania

You dressed yourself in my damage,played the victim with a smile.You weren’t broken,You were a blade.

Deceit

Jonathan Valania

You dressed yourself in my damage,played the victim with a smile.You weren’t broken,You were a blade.

Gas Stations

Jonathan Valania

Postpartum psychosis orJust bipolarI’m still not sure.But I ran through the woodslike her life depended on it—because it did.

Gas Stations

Jonathan Valania

Postpartum psychosis orJust bipolarI’m still not sure.But I ran through the woodslike her life depended on it—because it did.

Read Letters I'll Never Send

What began as court documents, voicemails, and text messages became something more. It's a story about survival, truth-telling, and the long, sacred work of healing.

Letters I’ll Never Send is a raw, autobiographical collection of poems and prose written through the aftermath of emotional abuse. It speaks for the moments you couldn’t. It says what was never safe to say out loud.

Ordering the print edition includes exclusive poems and reflections not available online—and directly supports outreach efforts for survivors of domestic abuse.

This book is for the ones who made it out, and the ones still finding their way.