Category: spilled ink

an update: i don’t think about you much …

an update:
i don’t think about you much anymore, but when i do, it burns

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An interesting little fact:

Hot water will turn into ice

faster than cold water will.

And every survivor I have met is water-

we learn to adapt, force ourselves to fit into whatever life-vessel we are put in.

In other words, when our rage

is unheard, when our cries

dismissed, when they clamp

their hands around our mouths

to stop the truth of our trauma

from seeking justice,

let them watch,

let them see

as we quickly turn from water to ice,

a whole avalanche

advancing towards them

about to bury them alive.

Nikita Gill, Vote

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I’m hurting. I don’t want you to f…

I’m hurting.
I don’t want you to fix it,
I want you to 
feel 
it.

Maybe it’s something in the air Or the darknes…

Maybe it’s something in the air
Or the darkness of your eyes
But it’s twisting all my feelings
And this love seems full of lies.
I don’t know who I am.
Have I ever been alone?
I plant saplings in my garden
But the weeds are overgrown.
I’m scratching off my skin
And ripping out my hair 
But so is everyone I know
It’s something in the air.

My friend’s eight year old daughter came up to…

My friend’s eight year old daughter came up to us when we were talking the other day looking extremely upset and sad. Apparently someone had told her, “oh you’d be so pretty it only you lost all this baby fat.” First of all, she’s eight. She’s a healthy kid who is extremely intelligent and when shes around she brightens the whole room because she’s such a happy child. I wrote this poem for her. And for all little girls out there facing the “pretty” label and being told what they should be to fit that very small limited mould. Don’t worry about what they think you should be. Be whoever YOU want to be.
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My book Fierce Fairytales is out! You can order it here: http://hyperurl.co/FierceFairytales

The day you left, I began reading space theori…

The day you left, I began reading space theories to cope.