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  Jul 9 elio
Jade
When I uproot the hairs sprouting from the glabella
and strip my cupid’s bow of its wildflowers,
Frida Kahlo writhes in her grave.

She haunts me.

“You are beautiful.”
[unibrow and all]

“You are beautiful.”
[moustache and all]

“You are beautiful.”
[sadness and all]
  Jul 9 elio
Shley
I cut off my hair today.
Destroyed my crown of glory.
Threw off the shackles of beauty.
And I've never felt so free.
Beauty is a burden. And now a weight is lifted.
  Jul 9 elio
IdleHvnds
The outbursts of angry women,
the most beautiful thing to witness.

We fight to be heard —
Another cycle, that will never end..
It is only a wish to watch the fall of men.
I no longer wish to shrink myself for the sensitivity of men.
Anger is an emotion all women should express and the song of anger is finally being sung.
elio Jul 9
Bright Colors
Natures way of warning predators.
It's what I'd like to think.
Bone thin arms
I get nervous at night
Raw strength is something to fear.
****** disadvantages
Is all I see when
I gaze into reality, a mirror.
Absolute truths
Is what i fear, anxious
Bright pink-
What does it mean to me?
Everything.
A source of strength
Or an illusion I have strength at all.
A physical paradox.
I'd rather die respected than
Nothing at all.
I just want to feel strong.
  Jul 9 elio
Tint
I am going on a journey.
Suddenly, it dawned on me —
what if I die?

Abrupt. Unnoticed.

Is there anything
I could leave behind?
Other than grief,
than sadness,
regret?

I realized — no.
I have none.

So I stood up,
braced myself:

I will not die.
At least,
not today.
We pivot, and we keep going.
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