I used to keep all of my feelings nuzzled inside, and when they seeped out, I learned to joke to explain it all. Charm them! Or: I’d fight to say bare minimum. Walls. Highly sensitive, I didn’t know how to put words to feelings. Too many feelings! I sat in my front yard and ranContinue reading “misunderstood”
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peace is wished
sometimes it’s hard to see people as they are. with all this light, comes shadow energy that we choose to ignore. because love doesn’t know darkness. despite the snakes circling around our purity, peace is wished for them. and for me.
Be Alone
I love quarantine. in a world led by people sickly obsessed with temporary things — having undistracted time alone is a connection with your soul. “do you love yourself?” is not a complex question, yet it is feared. in their fearfulness, they confuse being alone with loneliness. codependency over self-reliance. independence is self-love through mindfulness,Continue reading “Be Alone”
Red Hoodie
I’m nineteen, walking a dog at 2 AM. I spot Red Hoodie. He pauses. I walk faster. I make the block 3 times after. 1st time: ignores his conversation partner. 2nd time: is gone. 3rd time: follows me in his car. I look at the sidewalk to guide me back home. I’m twenty-four with aContinue reading “Red Hoodie”
Burden
stay quiet in fear you may actually be seen. shout harsh words, spitting into the air like punches may be thrown. still a scared, scarred little girl controlling her commanding attention now. thinking before speaking: aren’t I wise? an analytical rant, followed by an ignorant and privileged aside. canibesmallercanibesmallercani anywhere that will seize me upContinue reading “Burden”
Shadow
11.21.18 I’m in a mood, I say. But this underlying chaos rises too close every time I speak. I’m just tired, I think. Clouds of puffy smoke dance inside of me, leaning against the Exit. I spot my shadow. She is impatient. She is a warrior, ready for this stagnancy to pass. Slow and steady,Continue reading “Shadow”
masculinity (the ego)
i was not created to fuel the male ego. nor my own. entitlement leads to a toxic karmic path. i am nobody, and neither are you. we do not float along to slut shame, or to sneer at our peers for things we misconstrue. do you know me? i don’t know you. i am anContinue reading “masculinity (the ego)”
