Rosé. {poetry}
Rosé is wildlike
Stays up late, howls at mauve moons
Sits with splayed legs on bare earth
Beside queens in silk doubloons
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The Dig. {poetry}
Where is my home? Is it contained within bricks and mortar? Is it the country of my birth? Is it the place inside my heart where I feel the most authentic version of myself? Is it none of these or all of the above?
I Surrender to the Reality of You. {poetry}
I surrender to the knowledge that I will never truly know the potential I saw in you,
that made me fight so damn hard to show you what you could have been.
The Rising. {poetry}
Rising from the ashes
Armed and ready
The warrior within
Began to survey the dungeon
That had held me captive from the world
Rumors to Start About the Girl Next Door. {poetry}
I heard she keeps immaculate space
but says the Divine hides in messes
and that, like a compass, she knows the way
but will swear all her directions are guesses.
Growing Pains. {poetry}
I continue to have these growing pains, although I suspect they come from another source entirely. They come from a source of unlearning societal norms and ingrained behaviors.
3 A.M. {poetry}
It’s 3 a.m., you have to go
and I don’t want to say goodbye
But I force a smile and kiss you
because for once I want to try
My Gift to You. {poetry}
That quiet well-behaved girl found her voice
calling out in the night echoing her distress
don’t miss this gift
This is a beckoning of hearts
Tangled. {poetry}
I'll dangle from this limb,
Until we're too tangled to move
Until our love is too wild to be soothed
Until people don't recognize where I stop and you begin
I Am Wild: A Feminist Love Letter. {poetry}
I will dance naked around this fire, and hold you to my skin when the wind blows just right.
Do not ask me to be nice and quiet.
I am wild.
