Tag: poetry
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On being a feminist
Imagine a slave trying to outrun their master On days when it’s good they’re free On days when it’s bad, it’s very bad You get extra punishment for trying to escape Even your friends are scared and they don’t come to your aid But even on the worst days, it’s progress And I’d choose the…
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12/27/2022
It took my 32 years to learn what I can and can’t do I can’t save my brother, I can’t save my dad This is freedom This is breathing
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Waiting
I thought he wasn’t going fast enough I was impatient I pushed and pressed and cornered I gave up exasperated I hated myself for trying again For giving him more chances Sometimes he was in control and sometimes, maddeningly and devastatingly, he wasn’t He wanted to talk it over and over with no movement I…
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Moving slowly
He moved towards me very slowly Like a large planet Like a slow roaming eye At first he was an image on a video And a voice Then he was a friend With interesting things to show me Then he told me his terrible secrets Secrets that were never spoken out loud Secrets I didn’t…
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After grief
I think we grieve because deep down we’re afraid that we will love someone less if they are not here, here to love us and give us attention and affection. We’re scared that if we forget them then, life is finite and meaningless and we’re scared of the nature of mortality. I think anyone who…
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strange woods
these are the truest, kindest, most sincere words I ever wrote I found you in a strange dark woods woods of questioning what is truth? what is love? what is enough? what is right or wrong? what are the rules to being loved, to being safe? i found you as a child asking questions that…
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Subway trains
All the dreams I had On the commute train in and out of my suburban hometown Watching the railroad tracks converge and diverge Evolve into backyards and graffiti The songs I listened to about how I was going to be a better person tomorrow Smarter, richer, more powerful The dreams never added up to anything…