Hands Still Open: poems on infertility, hope, and the baby we already love

by C.L. Cossette

A raw, honest poetry collection about infertility, faith, and hope that survives heartbreak.

In Hands Still Open, C.L. Cossette writes with unflinching tenderness about the sacred ache of trying to conceive—the waiting, the breaking, and the quiet endurance of love that keeps believing anyway.

For anyone who has ever prayed, hoped, or dreamed for a miracle that didn’t come when expected—these poems are a hand to hold in the waiting.

98 pages, Kindle Edition

Published October 8, 2025

About the author

C.L. Cossette has been devouring books since she could first hold one, and now she's finally writing the kind she’s always loved—stories that make you cry, kick your feet, squeal with joy, and maybe even blush a little. She’s thrilled to be creating stories that speak to the heart and linger in the soul. She lives with her husband and their very good boy, Bo, who insists on being involved in the writing process. When she’s not typing furiously or swooning over fictional men, she’s probably daydreaming about her next plot twist.