Here I am, just me. Except now I am returning to my blog as a twenty one year old. That is too much for me to even say, how is getting older even real? Do any of you feel suddenly older and transformed when you've reached your birthday or is that just me? I feel… Continue reading How to have a fresh start.
For the first time my feelings fight for it- the yellow light burning out where the lines of my world meet where the colour hurts. It’s like a weird love that never died It keeps me awake when I breathe and all I need is a hand to stop the slamming ache curved into a… Continue reading Her.
Peppered dynamite dragged across russet brown- citron peeled pitted with pores through curtains sliced lengthways brains share pleasure between fabric rains- feet sockless gooseflesh grounded on floorboards touch eyes of partial blue the same blue as confusion she chews on her hair lungs squeezed orange juice ballooned when she moves- eyes pressed shut… Continue reading Longing- an experimental poem.
Give me the things I haven't seen They’re sleeping here in my memory Give me the glitches but not the rage Can’t you see I’m pulling away? Give me the home of those headlights Kisses without the gunfights Give me ghosts that remember you Lead me further into. Give me the shade of your broken wings… Continue reading Give me it all.
I am but space a cluster of mess; my skin full of chemicals that has let hurricanes in and planets and scars like plastered wax stuck to my chest. I am the white sclera the peeling film of tired eyes; I am sinew of bones that make up home with feelings reaching from the praline… Continue reading I am.
Be bold. Be the electrifying energy that flows through the world and the energy that tingles from the top of your head to the bottom of your toes. Be a somebody to everybody; a daughter, a mother, a sister, a friend, somebody who empowers, the person to smile at strangers and the girl who stands… Continue reading #BeingBold
There can be a lot of misconceptions of the idea of “self-love” and the thought of putting yourself first. Indeed I pride myself upon being able to take care of myself. For a very long time I have struggled with myself and my identity, whether it be how I look or how I am generally.… Continue reading How I overcome struggle- self care.