In another universe,
I meet my father
When he is a toddler
We go for a walk at the beach
And he tells me all the things
he loves in the cosmos.
We shared a bunch of jokes
And he laughs easily
Like a chucklehead
Without any perturbation.

I want to meet that version of him
Agape and full of joy.
Before the same world
He admired so deeply
broke his heart.

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My favourite pair of shoes give me blisters
I keep wearing them anyway
Band-aids tucked neatly around my heel
that never stay
walking past smiling at strangers
i hide it really well
They’re still my favourite shoes
I’ll keep wearing them anyway
I think that’s what it means to be a woman


Please stop hurting me

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Our story feels unfinished
We may have put the book down
Or may be stuck on the chapter that’s hard to digest
We might have had paper cuts from flipping past pages too fast
Or we might have not known how to end
But is there something more

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They’re scared of women like you

Women with hearts big enough to house suitcases full of pain

Women with laughs so therapeutic they can heal wounds

Women with passion fierce enough to start wildfires

They’re scared of what they can’t tame or understand

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To the trauma inside my body,
It’s okay not to feel alright
And it’s okay to wonder
Why hell feels a lot closer than it is
It’s okay to know the pain you felt
And it’s okay that it still hurts

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You could
Cry and cry
But in the end
You either sink
Or swim

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We both lied.

You lied when you said
You don’t want to change me,
And I lied when I said
I wouldn’t let you

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"How can you love him knowing he isn't whole?" they asked.

"Because, he's like the moon
Not only beautiful when full.
In all of his fractions
and phases
and ivory white pieces,
I love him."

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Sometimes the world ends up hurting us a little too much,
The guilt crushes innocence,
Pain chews up feelings,
Hate feasts on love.

And we become less and less of what we once were.
The change is challenging
and no body wants it to happen but it still happens anyway
and we end up becoming what we once feared

At times i try to hold on to anything that's left of the legacy,
in hope of saving that last shred of soul

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The world
keeps taking these
greedy
bites
out your
soul

but
you laugh

like
it tickles

because you know
you've so damn much

the world
could never
consume
it
all

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