Your most honest story

Often isn’t the oneYou most want to tellAnd its hard to knowIf others are ready to hear it.You aren’t always the protagonistin your own story-You can’t always beOn the right side of the argument-Sometimes your bias showsMore than you’d likeAnd often you simply just don’t knowWhat the heck is going on-All you have is your […]

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Privilege cannot be undone

But it can be re-imaginedRepurposedRedirected to someplace higherThan selfish ambitionAnd self-preservation.Privilege is much moreThan a set of advantages,Or immunity from strugglesThat cripple others-It is a posture,A frame of mindThat keeps an individual from flinchingIn the face of authorityAnd gives respite from the disturbing calmnessOf accepting the unacceptable.Privilege, you see,Is persistent and multifacetedIt refuses to be […]

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The role of your tribe

Is not to coddle youOr to smother you with affirmationOr medicate you out of a sense ofYour own personal responsibility.Indeed its not only strengthThat one find in numbersBut also a place to hide-To escapeTo lick your woundsAnd moan about your lot in life.But if your tribe is any goodThey will catch youBefore you fall off […]

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Renunciation

We are not yetFully realized.There are bars withinTo be brokenBattles of the soulTo be wonHabits of the heartTo be undoneSelf-destructive pathsTo be walked back.Beneath our insecuritiesAnd strongholdsLies a version of ourselvesSo brightSo wholeSo fully human.O for the day whenWhen we see the face in the mirrorWe’d always sensed was thereBut never dared to believeCould exist.

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Long roads

At some point you realizeThat those are the only roadsYou have left-The one without guard railsOr dry runsOr pit stops around every corner.Becoming wholeDoesn’t happenJust because we are aware ofOur need for it.It is a roadThat must be walked downA destiny that demands to beContested for.The best version of ourselvesWill be excavated from the dirtNot […]

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Rise and Fall

The great stuffRarely just fallsOut of the skyInto my lapOnto the page.It usually risesOut of my bellyWhere anxiety likes to sit,Rising out of my bodyCoaxed out by the mechanical actOf scribbling thoughts onto paperThen passing through a gauntlet of self doubtLike acid reflux in an oesophagusPainstakingly coming to the surfaceTo form a working documentRevealing for […]

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Perfect blogs

I am appalledBy how much I still reachFor something my penHas never promised-Perfection.My pen is only obligatedTo faithfully glide across the page,To make my ethereal ideas tangibleFor my wondering thoughts to find a destination.The pen is mightyBut it cannot bear the weightOf my expectationThe words stretch highBut they are unlikely to scale the heightOf human […]

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Own two feet

We don’t need othersTo end up face first on the floorWe can land up thereAll by ourselves.Other people cannot beHeld accountableFor the poor choices we make.It is our own feetThat need strengtheningOur own soulsThat thirst for redemption.Rather than searching high and lowFor a world that doesn’t offendOr temptBetter to find enough lightTo keep your feetFrom […]

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Working Weekends

Sucks.Time lapsesAnd the lines betweenWaking and sleeping blur-My bed is filled with thoughts of workMy desk is littered with yawns and power naps.Folding laundry is suddenly fascinatingMy eye drifts to my phone incessantlyThe weight of the week lies heavy on my shouldersThe dishes are harder to doEveryone else seems to be throwing a partyAnd the […]

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The words I most want to write

Evade me.Like toddler too fast for their sizeThe words are within viewBut find ways of hiding beneath tablesAnd behind curtainsPlayfully frustrating meGently irritatingAs if they knowThat if I lose my coolI’d be forced to forfeit the gameAnd have no right to hold the baby-The paragraphThe stanzaThe story-The words I most want to write.Once in a […]

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