Rovva

Rovva

QC

YWP Alumni

Posts

  • Deliver Her Unto Me

    Fields of stone angels,
    depictions of divine sorrow,
    stained with wetness,
    cracked and crumbling,
    aged terribly and unkept,
    shake beneath my hand
    and weep into grave soil.
    She went too soon.
    She was just a child.
  • Infernal Dame

    Love is a flame carried inside,
    a flame that I cannot hide,
    a spark that could start an infernal war,
    and with you, Angel, I carry this flame.

    I do not wish to burn alone
    for I am but flesh and bone,
  • Spirit Mother

    If you dig your fingers into the soil,
    feel the cold and damp Earth,
    you can grasp onto Her hand.
    If you bend with the great oaks,
    hearken ye their wind song,
    you can paint Her vast sky.
    If you crumble with the harvest leaves,
  • Playing the part

    At night, I’m terrified of falling asleep
    because I don’t know what horrors are inside.
    I may be young, but I can understand them.
    I dress in dark colors and wear chains and chokers.

Loves

  • I might

    I think

    I might miss this.

    I might miss your smile

    And the way it feels when you laugh

    And

    How we could talk about anything.

    I might miss

    Those precious few minutes spent together

    Every morning

  • Dear Canada

    Dear Canada, 

    You do not belong to us. 

    You never have. 

    And I really, really hope you never will. 

    You are your own country, but I know I don’t have to tell you that. 

  • Do You Know

    Do you know how many minutes I save for you

    So we can be together?

    Do you know how it feels

    When you throw them out

    For other things?

    Do you know how it feels

    To never feel like you're good enough

  • Hair

    It was Thanksgiving 2024, and my mom, my aunt, and I were tasked with one of the most grueling challenges in all of human history. 

    “You’re my sisters! You’re supposed to do this for me!” my uncle shrieked. 

  • Bookish

    I'm most likely to spend all night reading

    and then regret it the next day. 

    I'm the most likely to bring cookies for my friends

    just to be the only one who likes them.