Healing involved
not only learning what my love is worth,
but learning what your love was worth.
Namely,
it wasn’t worth selling everything I am
to acquire.
Tag: authenticity
Village Crazy Lady
When I die,
put “village crazy lady” in my obituary
as my occupation.
Village crazy lady—like Moana’s grandmother.
That’s who I really am—
the soul
beneath all of my roles.
Misfit
“You are only free when you realize you belong no place—you belong every place—no place at all. The price is high. The reward is great.”-Maya Angelou
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Dear sister:
When you feel the discomfort
of not fitting in somewhere,
rejoice!
It means you have a shape.
Flaw in the Code
Society is a machine.
Be a flaw in the code.
Let Yourself Be Forgotten
Sometimes, it is best
to let yourself be forgotten.
Particularly,
when you feel you must change yourself
or betray yourself
to be remembered.
Mixture
For some reason, I’ve been really into writing poems about relationships using science metaphors lately. This is made more interesting by the fact that I haven’t taken a science class since high school, and only vaguely remember many of the concepts we learned. Let’s hope my Google research of these concepts has not steered me wrong 😛
______________________________
If I ever decide
to commit
to a long-term
romantic partnership,
I’d want our relationship
to be a mixture,
not a compound.
I’d want us to
join together
while still retaining
our individual
properties.
To A Female Ex-Coworker
You said I’d be sexy
if I wore my hair down
if I plucked my eyebrows
if I unbuttoned the top few buttons of my shirt.
I laugh at how much you’re missing,
at how completely you misunderstand me.
It is my mind, my heart,
my soul, my very essence that makes me sexy–
not any of those things.
(written spring 2019)
Come Alive Anyway
You may fear
that if you come alive
people won’t like
who you truly are.
I’m going to spoil the ending:
some people WON’T like
who you truly are.
Come alive anyway.
Musings and Music 