i’m not scared of the monsters hidden underneath my bed. i’m much more scared of the boys with messy brown hair, sleepy eyes, & mouths that only know how to form half-truths.
my boy? he is even better than books. -fiction has nothing on you.
repeat after me: you owe no one your forgiveness. - except maybe yourself.
the only thing required to be a woman is to identify as one. - period, end of story.
i am a lioness who is no longer afraid to let the world hear her roar -an ode to me
if you don't want to end up in someone else's poem, then maybe you should start treating people better for a change. - an unapologetic poet.
The princess jumped from the tower & she learned that she could fly all along - she never needed those wings
they say they only want flowers to grow from my mouth, so i will look them dead in the eye as i shove soft petals past my lips, chew with my jaw completely unhinged, & spit them down at their feet -i will never be your expectations of me
when I die, do not waste a minute mouring me. I may go, but I will leave behind all my thousand & one lives — a bookmad girl never dies.
