Jun 29

THE WOMAN IN THE HALLWAY

When you met her 
In the hallway at your workplace
You shook her hand
You smiled, and asked her name 
You complimented her dress 
And the color of her nails
And you told her 
How nice it was to meet her
But that you were running late 
For your next board meeting
Then you walked away 
And never saw her again. 

You never thought about her either 
Well, perhaps just once
After your "board meeting"
You chuckled privately at her ugly dress
Her hideous nail polish 
And the fact that you didn't
Even remember her name
But that is all
You never once realized 
That you didn't look into her eyes 
Not once
Not once did you see fit 
To give her those three seconds of your life
Not once did you see fit 
To give her anything more
Than an empty compliment 
And a condescending smile
She just wasn't worth your notice.

Or was she?
Jun 27

PRETTY HURTS

"Mama said, 'you're a pretty girl
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth
What you wear, is all that matters.'"

- Beyonce, Pretty Hurts

    In fifth grade, my class wrote down what they most admired about every other person. I was so honored when one of my friends said that I was pretty, but disappointed when another said that I was intelligent. I thought it was much more important to look pretty that to be smart and thoughtful. 
    I realize now how wrong I was, and exactly why I had come to that conclusion. Our society tricks us into thinking that how we look on the outside is all that matters, particularly for womyn*. We come to believe that we should focus on covering up our "imperfections" instead of embracing our natural beauty. We don't realize that we would be much, much happier if we stopped trying to look perfect and start focusing on who we truly are. 
Jun 27

I STAND IN THE SNOW

I stand in the snow
And watch the icicles 
Dripping, ever slowly down
Surrendering to the merciless power
Of the sun's rays. 

I stand in the snow
And look up at the bright blue sky.
When I was little
The sky was never clear in winter
It was always snowing
But times definitely change. 

I stand in the snow 
-In February-
Wearing a sweatshirt and sneakers
Reminiscing
Aboout when the snow was two feet deep
Five long years ago. 

I open my eyes 
I am not in the snow
There is hardly ever snow anymore.
All that remains
Are memories 
And a brown, slushy puddle
A pitiful replacement 
Where the snow used to be. 
 
May 08

FRIENDS

Part One

I used to laugh when they got sappy
I didn't feel the need to speak the truth
Even though I felt the same way
Not anymore.

I used to sigh in annoyance
When they told me their fears
Their eyes silently begging for empathy
Not anymore.

I used to forget about them 
Pretending that I was the only one 
Who should matter to me
Not anymore.

I used to be the one to step back
And stay away when they argued 
"They don't need me" I thought
Not anymore.

I used to think I didn't care 
About them, and their lives 
I liked to think that I 
Would be able to let go of them
If I needed to.
I used to think I didn't love them
That we would be okay
If we had to say goodbye
Not anymore.

Part Two

Now I see their texts 
Popping up on a screen
And I dread the moment

May 08

FRIENDS

Part One

I used to laugh when they got sappy
I didn't feel the need to speak the truth
Even though I felt the same way
Not anymore.

I used to sigh in annoyance
When they told me their fears
Their eyes silently begging for empathy
Not anymore.

I used to forget about them 
Pretending that I was the only one 
Who should matter to me
Not anymore.

I used to be the one to step back
And stay away when they argued 
"They don't need me" I thought
Not anymore.

I used to think I didn't care 
About them, and their lives 
I liked to think that I 
Would be able to let go of them
If I needed to.
I used to think I didn't love them
That we would be okay
If we had to say goodbye
Not anymore.

Part Two

Now I see their texts 
Popping up on a screen
And I dread the moment

Apr 27

DON'T LIE TO ME

You used to be those primitive beings
Living in fear of that which you did not know
You say you have changed
That you are no longer afraid of anything.
Don't lie to me.

You speak as though you alone
Know of those terrible truths 
The rage and fear and pain
The tears that flow like rivers
Tracing through the dirt and blood
As if you, and only you, have been hurt
As if we are not suffering too.
Don't lie to me.

You swear you're doing better
Evolving until you become your machines
You say that its okay to kill everything else
As long as you survive
And hold onto your self-proclaimed power
That it doesn't matter that one day soon
You'll wake up and discover that it really is too late.
Don't lie to me.

Don't pretend you don't know
You're still the same.
Don't pretend you don't understand 
How much you've hurt us.
Don't pretend you don't realize
Apr 24

CHILDREN

Tears and smiles
interchangable
woven
through swirling emotions
roller coasters
rumbling infinitely on
reaching hearts and souls
lost along the way

Tiny hands
snatching
grabbing
at the smallest details
broken pieces 
glued together 
by chubby fingers
quietly altering 
our lives 

Laughing eyes
thoughtful gazes
consideration
of every little thing
fixing mistakes
healing ancient wounds
wise beyond their years

Tender moments
precious innocence 
changing us every day
hold onto
those smallest chances
clutched to our hearts
our only hope
of redemption



 
Apr 15

VIOLENCE

If you burn them 
With their words of fire 
They will crumble 
Into dust
They will be lost 
But your skin will be stained by their ashes

If you drown them
With their songs of the deep
They will sink 
Farther and farther
Slowly forgotten 
But you will remember their last breaths

If you cut them  
With their poems of glass
They will bleed 
We will bury them 
Miles underneath your feet 
But their blood will remain on your hands 

If you shoot them 
With a gun of their memories
They will die
We will be sorry 
They were so young, after all
But you will face their wrath in the afterlife.

If you kill them
With weapons of their joy and love
You will pay the price. 
Apr 15

THIS POEM IS FOR YOU

This poem is for you 
Maybe we haven't met yet
Maybe we never will
That doesn't change the fact 
That I'm sitting here, writing
For you. 

This poem is for you 
And your friends, and parents, and grandparents
To anyone reading this
I'm thinking of you.

This poem is for you
Because I know that there will always be someone
Who is feeling alone
And I want to change that 
For anyone and everyone.

This poem is for you 
To encourage you to be the best you can be
In this lonely time
So that when the stay at home order
Is finally lifted
We never forget how important we are 
To each other.

This poem is for you
So that even if you're sitting alone
In an apartment
Or isolated 
In a hospital bed 
You can hear me
And you remember 
That I wrote this for you.
 
Mar 16

SHE SEES YOU

She sees you 
As you burn secrets into her skin
Searing her with your sins and
Sorrows
The scars will never fade.

She sees you 
As you rip the flesh from her 
Bones 
Destroying the very essence
That keeps you alive.

She sees you
As you tear down the memories
Of her most ancient 
Children
She has suffered so much 
And it is your fault.

She sees you 
Through her tears
She sees the 
Wounds
You inflict upon her body 
And her soul.

She sees you 
She counts the hours 
Until she can 
Destroy you
Her patience is unending 
But she has waited too long
She is weary of your greed 
And your ignorance.

She sees you 
She looks past the pain 
Broken promises
Crimes
Bloodshed
Heartbreak
She sees you.
Mother Earth sees all.


 



 

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