My name is Mai Wells, and this space—this little world of words—is my offering.

Not a portfolio.
Not a brand.
Just pieces of me—my heart, my soul—woven into poems.

I write to hold what’s hard to hold.
To name what aches.
To capture the quiet things we carry but rarely say out loud.

May I Paint You A Poem began as a whisper…
A gentle invitation to feel something more deeply, to pause in the middle of life and remember what’s tender, what’s real.

I don’t write polished verses with perfect form.
I write from the inside out—from grief, from grace, from the places I’m still trying to understand.

The poems here are not decorations.
They’re threads. They’re truths.
They are moments of me, shared with you.

So come as you are.
Bring your joy, your sorrow, your stories.
You are welcome in this quiet place.

And if one of these poems finds you in a moment you needed it—then this space has done what it was meant to do.