they tell you fighting back is wrong, don’t you dare hex anyone! meanwhile our entire world is built on secret societies who do ritual, hoarding information, there bellies full but oh don’t do a death spell then you’re doomed to hell! they just want an uneven playing field so they made you think you were…

you should have killed me when I was weak should have destroyed me when I couldn’t see oh, your biggest mistake is thinking she is weak I will crumble your game at my feet I am no longer blind, I no longer believe I am Giant Woman I am SHE WHO BLEEDS You have only…

I walk right into the fire face first  I refuse anything that doesn’t feel good, I don’t force it if it hurts  I am the one who made friends with my dark parts  My very worst  I am the acceptance at the end of your fear  I am the grin of terror, the hurricane of…

I survey the invisible minefield in front of me  Nobody else can see it  But I can  Divisive forces, trying to box you in  Declarations of what is  And what isn’t  A razors edge is where I dance  An inevitable balance  The scary but true romance  I merge entire oppositional worlds in the belly of…

Again, and again, I open. I am bashed upon the head by continued complexity. Endless halls of it as I witness its radical impossibility Again, and again, I open. My heart, my soul, my blood, this is my call. I Love It All Impossible Vulnerability Aching Tender Tenacity This Is Me With little to no…

Everyone is fighting to be heard like a deafening echo chamber Who’s right and who’s wrong I think i’m drowning in opinions I feel like everyone Is an unknowing minion I just want to take your hand, whoever you are, on whatever beliefs you stand From any past you have to tend It does not…

I chose me through the maze, the arrays of convincing opinions through the absolute fuckery of shame through fields lacking logic through people who saw me as a wallet I chose me through ulterior motives of others through an abusive mother through hopeless acts to be better through stabs at my self esteem through betrayals…

but I don’t want to make sense!  I don’t want to curate components of me  forcibly making a symphony  so I don’t look crazy  is that what they call branding?  It’s SUFFOCATING  I want to be the woman people wonder about  Whom is far too much  for anyone to even comprehend  I want to be…

Heaven forbid I decide to claim my sexuality, as the tool it is, in this patriarchal society Heaven forbid I use this to carve out some sort of safety for myself Heaven forbid I no longer have to perform emotional labor that no-one ever speaks of In exchange for monetary security All of this, coming…

There is no right way to be a human. There is no race to win, no title to claim. There is no need for guilt, nor shame. There is no right way to be a person. These are illusionary constraints. socially ingrained. Stop Searching For The Rules Stop Endlessly Searching For Sense And Trust Yours

Life exists past meaning  Past knowing  Past wording  Past safety  Past hoping  Life exists  Past all notions of good or bad  Right or wrong  Life exists  She cackles just past your comprehension  All at once here and in another dimension  She is not quiet, or docile, or one to discretion  But she is tender, soft,…

I am paradox  I am changing of mind as if it’s an art  I am fluidity of thought  and sturdiness of rock  At Once  I contradict  Bare feet touching dirt  I am medicine of earth  Written into every leaf  Every drop of water in the sea  I am the lesson in the loss  I am…

In this world we live in, we are embedded so deeply into certain systems of perception. Especially in regards to power. We think if someone is famous, it is reflective of there value, there power, there wisdom, there intelligence, or there talent. That the more famous, or viral, someone is, the more power and value…

Love is not understanding why something makes someone feel good And doing it for them anyways Love is not agreeing with the way someone lives, that brings them joy And letting them anyways Love is fear cascading through every fiber of your being And stepping forward anyways Love is a free-thinker, and will never be…