A memoir in progress, about living life in unruly bodies
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I wish for you
That when the bullies came for you You held the line And stepped into the power That the shewolves that came before you Granted you In your skin Your hair The texture of your flesh And that the only reason to ever look back from that line you held, was to see how far you’ve […]
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We think our traumas Are the things That leave marks Big and violent We think our worlds Were fine The way they were Small and exclusive We think rebuilding Means fixing what was Going back to the what we know Familiar and comfortable What we don’t stop to think To realize Is our worlds The […]
MoreUnruly, messy love
Don’t get it twisted I yell it, because I mean it Your job is not to change To mold To morph Your job is to love Love because of Love in spite of Love even though You don’t understand You can’t stand A future different from the one You were promised By your mind’s eye […]
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