We are no damsels in distress,
Don’t you try to turn us into your mistress.
Here’s a brief outline,
Without your last name we will get by just fine.

The season of chauvinism ends here,
We will no longer live in fear.
So speak as you may, in your bitter twisted  lies.
Just like the phoenix, from our ashes we’ll rise.

My vision board for the new year written in a poem,
A year full of sunshine with friends I can call my home.
To work & workout till my feet are sore,
Meeting versions of myself I couldn’t even imagine before.
To recite poems at parties and sing till my lungs hurt,
To not count the calories when I indulge in desserts.
Making my bedroom feel like a garden backyard,
Petting all the dogs as I walk along the boulevard.
To write love letters on napkins and spread kindness like confetti,
To be the bigger person & rise above all things that are petty.
Keeping my heart open, saying exactly what I mean,
Embracing all of my flaws even the ones I haven’t seen.
To be more compassionate, thoughtful and carefree
I suddenly blink and its spring of 2023