Happy World Poetry Day!
Thank you poetry for giving me a voice.
Poetry has a special place in my heart because it gives a glimpse into someone’s heart and soul. And even the most harrowing or dark poems are starkly beautiful in their rawness.
When I think of poetry – I think of peeling back the layers and revealing the truth. I want to see the bone of a person. I want to hear the hollow whistle, the dry clapping on bones clashing– I want it all.
I started writing in middle school – it was a form of escape when the chaos inside of my head bled to the surface.
Writing gave me wings–made me feel special in a world where my thoughts and opinions were smothered.
Thank you, poetry, for never giving up on me.
Below – is one of my favorite poems. I Dreamed of me.
I Dreamed of me
when i imagined you,
i made you taller, broader, louder.
i made you with wings,
with hair to your waist,
breasts round and soft.
i made you me. i made you greater.
i lost faith in your ability to please me,
so instead i dreamed of me.