

It’s a look
Most of us know
A hungry smile
Under unkind eyes
A body arched forward
Claiming space
He’ll tell me
It’s a compliment
As I avert my gaze
Forced proximity
Disguised as harmless
Casualness
A pathetic attempt
To remind me
That in this world
He holds the power
He thinks I wantBut power is fickle
And the powerful
Are fearful
Because anger
Once collective
Is difficult
To ignore

The last few days filled with heart breaking stories has been tough. I’m emotionally exhausted. It’s easy to become closed off and cold in these moments. It’s hard to stay soft and tender when the world is so harsh. Take care of your tender heart, find comfort in other tender hearts, don’t stop feeling all your feelings and take breaks when you need to. Take good care of yourself. 💙