Poetry

Although this world betrays me,  

I sit silent- I sit guard, 

Although this mountain hates me, 

I stay quietly unbarred, 

I simply love madness. 

What a pretty word, 

Certainly not sadness- 

Although they rhyme for sure. 

Inspired by the lockdown drill and debrief I had in school today

Cold hands on my shoulder that chilled to the bone

A school hallway, a morning like a dream. A class change.

I believe

That everything in the universe

Has an opposite but equal

Double.

A counteract

A balancing factor.

Like how 1 has -1

And peanut butter has jelly

Like that.

I think

I too have been deemed an other, 

The other remains the sane; 

For the sister to a brother, 

May be but the only main. 

a lesbian couple on my bus home from school

a man in a punk battle jacket on the street

my mother's female CEO group chat blowing up

four of my teachers taking the following day off

Repair the world,

pull off the patterned papers.

Leave the walls all bare and empty,

no toll, free entry.

Welcome to the end zone,

When the world is dark, and the stars are out 

My mind comes alive. 

I drown alone in my thoughts with a smile on my face, 

And let myself get lost, 

Because I know I’ll be found. 

Music

Is something

So beautiful

So simple

So sweet

And yet it carries so much power

Of the composer

The band

The conductor

I am not a person

Who gets lost easily.

I don't adapt.

I force my environment

To adapt to ME.

My personality

Is not malleable.

I am a rock

Crashing into water.

I sink

And sink

She wrote until her fingers carved groves in the silence and spoiled the blankness before. Then, she turned to each surface left unwrote and sang. The birch trees wept as she tore back the bark to reveal stories beneath. 

Let freedom ring

a ring we won't get to hear

the ringing of silence that won't come

the world is becoming loud.

soon will start the riots

the protests, the fights,

the deaths.