Redefining

I’m a feathery thing

Unmotivated to motivated hues of humanity

My goal is sanity, real sanity

Blasphemous sanity

Pregnant and maybies now dont forget me

You remember my tosses and turns how I always never learned

Where you count your blessings and let things go

Baby don’t forget me

I’ll always know

October 18, 2023

Trying to remember how to forgive and be grateful to those who have caused me harm. They are my greatest teachers, though I pray for more gentle lessons, which I ensure by trying my best to learn and trust my intuition the first time. I will always choose peace, love, and safe spaces. I get it when they say “hate is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die”. I’ve drank that poison. I’m drinking it now, and also healing and actively retraining my brain to stop. It’s an irritating process that requires accountability and moral. Sometimes my ego tries to convince me to match energy. Don’t get me wrong I feel my real feelings and express. but when you know better, you do better, can’t sit in it for too long or it’ll consume you. I used to not mind being consumed, but it gets old when life goes on and you realize suffering is inevitable. Part of life, nature, balance. I vow to not be one of those hurt people that hurts people. Compassion is something one must continue to cultivate. It is a wisdom that contributes to a more positive community…. And now I remember.

“Be the change you wish to see in the world”- Ghandi

Woman body

Woman body don’t give a fuck about that shit

Young self holds the messenger

Hidden burdens are turned to birds and

We learn to hold our sticks and stones and

We fold to break our own arms leading the way to pave

Make ends meet with woman’s meat

What a dog that eats dog girls

Woman’s bodies don’t give a fuck about rocking a foreign world

Key whispers from chosen Gods in dress

In me

There’s a peasant in me

More tame

Domesticated

A puppeteer, my sweet labrinyth

From her I get my strength

Hard steps

Most prized possessions

My sorry little secrets

Knotted women

Knotted women
With whipped legs, full
Siren Buddha orphan
Four fingers and red mats
Brown squares under their eyes
Lives down the street some tag and sway
Knotted women prefers it this way

King bed in clams
Pearls replacing pupils
Pills and a nice white
Did a promise keep them
A fellow hand wrapped in silk and wool

The sun cleanses knotted women
Bathing child
Swimming in muscle memory
A letter is nothing
A minute a mile away

Knotted women don’t keep time
Don’t use things how they’re suppose to
Right brained
Hair pulled brick by brick
Dreaming to touch Jupiter if they make it
Shiva in the Himalayas

Knotted women are Satis’ sacrifice
A severed limb
Mermaids live with them
They call each other sisters
It soothes all the soil and turmoil
It inspires miracles
Knotted women

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The heavens of womanhood.

Revelations of my souls essence.

Emerging ashes saturated in a deliciously delicate black hole of grit.

You know, the usual.

And you?