I don’t think we fear falling
how can we fear falling
we fall all the time
Whether we’re falling in love or flat on our faces. It’s not the falling that scares us, it’s our fear of change, of the consequence, of what comes after.
Even a prey can capture a predator.
Call it fate.
Are the things we hate to feel.
I hope you’re still feeling peaceful
Some place where you’re safe
Separation is an illusion
You remain forever
A message to my inner child. Written (2016)
starts with a single drop and perfect silence
this menstrual cycle that comes with collateral violence
they will laugh and joke about your chastity
then put a bounty on your virginity
make a story out of your name
then set the hounds on your trails
blood will keep on running, until you can't keep on running
until you become the very demon they've been wanting
frightened by your femininity, yet aroused by its delicacy
they'll put a cross to your face, only to laugh at your disgrace
you can't lead, can never be like Christ
yet you will imitate his suffering day and night
they'll question your faith, try to burn you at the stake
when the irony is
Women, puberty and the scathing eyes of a sexist society.
Live in poetry
Hold unto novelty
Never just be
**** being content
Sadness, emptiness, happiness, despair, love, hatred, wonder
They are all colours
Why paint in black and white when you've got the whole
In this life, feet catch fire
Remember your dream
it is your turn
You will see your ashes
you will manage to breathe
you sustain the flames
Your ashes will float
shimmer like gold
You will rise as a
with wings to behold
When a cycle ends, a new one begins. Stay true to your dreams, persist.