Day 171: “Life is a Constant Change”
I haven’t met the me
That will wake up tomorrow
Or the me that will be walking down the street
A week from now
I’ve said goodbye to many me’s
Some linger
But I’m a new me
Every day
Every minute
Growing
Changing
Getting older
Hopefully wiser
Living
So I’ll rest my head tonight
And say goodbye
Ready to greet the new me in the morning
Day 170: “Step Counter”
Each step
Pushes me further
Lift my left
Then my right
Move
Along and along
Until
I’m where I want to be
But all the while
On the path to reinvention
I’m right where I’m supposed to be
Day 167: “Reinvention”
I’m getting into a new routine
Working out
Eating right
Rinse
Repeat
I’m starting to get the hang
Then I can get back on track with my poetry
Who said you can only become resolute at the start of the year?
Day 159: “Something New”
I put myself out there today
I tried something new
I spoke into my camera
And I recorded audio too
I jumped
I laughed
I recited
I chaffed
I did it scared
I did it nervous
Hell, I did it nonetheless
Day 136: “Let the Rain”
The rainy days
Make me feel calm
Remind me to relax
Take it easy
They remind me that change is beautiful
Everything gets washed
Renewed
Spring is coming
Day 129: “For the People”
Resistance is not about the people in power
It’s about the rest of us
Banding together
Finding common ground
Love
Empathy
Positivity
Joy
You don’t get to say, “I’m not political”
Because to exist as a woman, person of color, member of the LGBTQ+ community, someone who is non-binary
Is political
Not by choice
It just is
So let’s join the walk
Not to make a difference in policy at the highest level
Who knows if they’re even listening?
But to create community
And change minds
‘We the People’ and all
Day 95: “Eruption”
Just one day
Can make everything fall apart
One ill-made decision
One misrepresentation
One callous remark
One violent gesture
Can make it all come crumbling down
When you get up from the rubble
Dust yourself off
You see the signs
They were there before
But you see them now
It didn’t just all blow up one day
It was a slow, lava-oozing rupturing
Just an upset stomach
That became an infected mess of pain
A full-blown eruption
A big eye-opener
Emergency surgery
You have to cut out the poison
To live
That kind of gives me comfort
That things don’t just blow up out of nowhere
But it does make me question my judgment
Faking It Made 