poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
To my future daughter,I solemnly swear,on the ground that I walk, by the Moon,by the Sun and the axis of the Earth,I will love you selflessly, undeniably and wholly,I will shower you in understanding,my tongue will never be sharp towards you,I will never cut ties with you if you are different to I,because I understand […]
I have buried my own bones into the ground,time after time again,sometimes my eyes into the sand,like an ostrich, was told what I saw was not,told it was not blinding, was not real, was a lie,was a horoscope that I had read,now my irises remain streaked,sometimes my voice is found dug up in the back […]
I braided myself into lies,for you,my family,I tugged, and snapped all that was right,into wrong,for you,my family,Hell came and plagued my entity,and you let it,my family,Glazed eyes and tears,all in the name of respect,that is my family,I will never know the wider picture,they say,never understand, never will believe,until I have my own,family.
I bury my bones into bed with me,Slumped, splintered and fissuredMy grave will be a place to rest,But for now,I will remain in disconnection,seeking out something more,In an earth that does not want me,Like tree’s I span my branches far,My arms play in movement with the wind,A spectacle,With leaves at the beginning of summer,how they […]