The First Day

The day I sat and looked in the mirror I stared: I was looking at me.   But it was not me that I saw.   My pupils rounded, black trench coats preparing for summer rain my skin relaxed after the ebb and flow of the day I dared not move for there I swearContinue reading “The First Day”

Confidence

“Are you a confident being?” my teacher asks of me, my face approaching a mirror I’d rather not see.     “Being of what?” I reply, rapping the blackboard my mind picks up chalk and I write: “A tale of confidence.”      “It’s the story  we need to hear,” I am told on repeat, like a pop songContinue reading “Confidence”

The Beauty Within

Take ownership of your mess, for your beauty can only be found within. Whether it be below your darkest depths, within your deepest fears––– no cande-lit room awaits you, and yet all I can do is cheer that I am here, and it is day, a new light borrowed from the same sun I ran fromContinue reading “The Beauty Within”

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