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I remember when my background was just that Something that I would keep in the background Rushing to bury the foreign that flew off my tongue So they would not recognize that I was not of this land Praying my…
This rip in my spirit has been expanding for quite some time.I’m not sure how or when it started, but it’s getting harder and harder to hide. How do I prune to this garden filled with bruises and cut stems.…
Everything happens for a reason. Every situation unfolds information. Every friendship reveals transformations. You are exactly where you are meant to be. You are the author of your own story. Yes, it was not your choice to begin this story.…
I am sitting on the grass pressing my body against the tree. Begging her to take me in. Begging her to harden my skin. But she refuses. She says: “Your skin is as tough as my trunk. It protects you…
I press my eyes begging for tomorrow to come.The night insists on being a little longer teaching me the importance of longing.Of being patient.
I am made of two shades of life. Obsessed with the coldness of rain yet still yearning for warmth from sunlight. Taught to camouflage the ugly and amplify the beauty. Block out the dark and embrace the light. Even my…
Fill up my cup until I am no longer half empty but half fullFill my body,Overflow my spiritteach me to see another perspective that I am no longer half empty but half fullAlmost complete,no longer bone dryAfraid that one more…
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