Suppose that a mother could let her child walk by himself to the corner store, confident that he will return. Or that colors weren’t indicative of you’re essence. We live as if femininity stands on the corner of every street with a bright pink, sparkly, sign which reads “this is what I look like!” Or … [Read more…]
Draft 1 We’re Not Who We Used to Be Once upon a time The two of us found each other. My eyes weren’t open and neither were yours, But somehow, we found each other. Maybe it was just luck, But I think we were meant for it. We’re not who we used to be. We’re … [Read more…]
Draft 1 There is a part of me which cannot be erased no matter how hard, or how angrily, I press the eraser against the page. It’s a part which I never wanted. Which I never agreed to. Which I never felt truly encapsulated the idea of me. Yet it was bestowed upon me as … [Read more…]
Draft 1 First Night The lamp shines on the desk and the door sits open. You walk in my room and sit on my floor. For the first time. You’re talking to me. You walk in my room and sit on my floor. With your back against the closet door, it looks like it’s your … [Read more…]
There’s always a big group of us, Although I’m not too sure who it typically consists of. Chickens run around their young not far behind Wandering the corridors of museums and mansions, usually I try and intervene, on the madness before it even ensues. But I’m always too late, too far away, too slow. There’s … [Read more…]
I like to feel the warmth, But I love the cold I’m deeply in love with coffee And I’m not even twenty one years old Living a life, feeling as if I have to perform, I pray for a day I can just magically transform But I am me For all that it’s worth and … [Read more…]
Every day and every night I watch her tend to her little forests Working hard to create a life from scratch, and pushing the babes to grow grow grow From the first day they make it into the ground, My mind is set on only one thing I watch patiently from my spot in the … [Read more…]
How different are we really? If we both long for the same thing The home of belonging, the comfort of acceptance While you run after boys and temporary highs I chase after big girl dreams and nightmares too Facing each one alone When you’re stuck in the moment with your feet glued to the ground … [Read more…]
Dear littles, I can’t believe I’m writing you this Because I simply can’t believe I’m living through this. This year and a half has been a battle for us all Masking, protests, vaccines, and lockdowns families stranded in their homes Nothing left to do but cook, clean, and start drinking at 10 o’clock in the … [Read more…]
