when he looks at you the way you look at him it must be a sign.
when you speak to him the way he speaks to you, there must be something between you.
when you hang around him the way he hangs around you, it must be true.
when you get that uncomfortable feeling when you stare at his dreamy eyes for a while, it has to come soon.
when love finds you it will hit you with it and you will feel special and like your the luckiest girl in the world once more.

“To The Women in My Life”

Take ownership of every inch of you
Each individual strand of hair
On your head
That glint in your eyes
Your sharp, dangerous smile
The suffocating curve
Of your hips
Your slender legs
That’s all you

The declarations exploding out of your mouth
Like fireworks
Popping, popping, popping
Beautifully disrupting silence
Beautifully making your presence known
Staining everything it touches
In hot, vibrant color
That’s all you
That all belongs to you

Remember that
Tattoo it on your heart
Because people will try
To wipe it away
Like eraser shavings taking up space
You are not temporary
You are eternally beautiful
Let my smile remind you
My natural laugh
My loose shoulders
You are phenomenal
A strong, powerful woman
You’ll leave your print in the stars

—

“Step Up”

“...I think it has to begin with women who have the creativity in their hearts and souls — who want to be musicians, who want to be engineers, who want to be producers, who want to be part of the industry on the executive level — to step up.”

Why are women being told to “step up?”
Do you not see the tears in each word
The blood in each lyric
The fire in every performance
You cannot wash it all away
Or remold it like clay
Women do not need to step up
Neil Portnow
You should step down

They were, I doubt not,
see enough,
in the dark.

The thoughts, the whisper.
Haunt them,
suffocate.

They endured, I'm sure,
the hindrances.
They tried.

They breathe, live,
they fight.
They did.

They, human.
They are,
ㅡ strong.

Sometimes, when the air gets too cold between my lips,
I bury them into the palms of my hands.
And sometimes when I forget I am not alone,
I begin to let go and let go and let go.
My body begins to echo across the rocky walls of my world.
Bashing and clashing back and forth. A blodied body begging for more, no safe word in this unkept, ruthless condition I have brought upon myself. I lay here on stone, on rocks shaped like shark fins breaking through skin.
I begin to end.

All my roots are deeply penetrating
Down your spine
With a gush of rejoicings
For an adventurous ride
Your awkward arrival
Your farewell departure
Leaving indelible imprints
On the sands of my heart
I'm needlessly emotional
You're crazily horrible
I'm discovering freedom
You're looking for a confined shelter
In my framed portrait
With my allowances
Without any rent..

Frosty morning breeze.
Yet a sense of security.
Security when he is here.
Holding me,
Deep under the covers,
The cold couldn't touch us.

He was still asleep.
A warm unconscious face.
Careful not to wake.
Not to make a noise.

Just curl up close.
Feel his breath against my neck.
Warm and welcoming.
His arms still holding me tight.
This is how we lay most nights.

Ever so close.
Yet ever so far.
Five more months until her can hold me in such a way.
Five more months until life can truly begin.
Five more months until I can be with him.

Ang namamagitan,
Ang nasa gitna,
Ang naghiwalay ng dalawang mundo,
Ang naghiwalay sa ikaw at ako.

Di ko alam kung ano ang sasabihin,
Di rin alam kung ano ang gagawin,
Sapagkat wala akong tapang na natitira,
Sapagkat wala na akong maisip aking sinta.

Di ko alam kung ano ito,
Di ko alam kung bakit ganito,
Di ko alam kung ano ang uunahin,
Di ko alam kung ano ang iisipin.

Kakausapin ba kita?
O mananahimik na lamang ba?
O Diyos ko, akoy tulungan mo,
Bigyang linaw ang utak ko.