You Owe It All To Yourself
A letter of forgiveness to my mind
Here on out to be referred to as you
Some days you think like a Windows loading icon
The one with six dots running in a circle counter clockwise
They disappear every other trip round
Reappearing at the next moment
Like a rejected teleportation request
Some thoughts come back to me like these dots
Like someone in the corner of my eye
An IG photo keeping closure from hardening
I forgive you for them all
I forgive you for how they bore
As in perforate
The depth they reach
Taps me back into the factory setting
Boundaries, self-care, self-love
How I was thrown into the world
Thoughts racing, hands shaking
Howling to make music
Of the hardships I’d endured
—Liked what you read? Grab a book.
When the broken glass of life
Scrapes dead weight from parts of you
You still treasure, gathering the slivers
Is a short path to hypersensitivity
As opposed to applauding the poetry
Of how long you’ve had your head down
Letting the unfairness nestle
Into the corners of your smile
And bloom into the tender sweetness of a heart
Whose open arms proved insufficient
The music in your hips newly sprung by bae’s absence
Her face in every woman’s face regardless of age
Stop trying to stop seeing her everywhere
Stop beating yourself up for finding yourself asking
What do you mean what do I mean by love?
Years into thinking the answer was set in stone
Just steep in it and get familiar with how you are
Too much food to finish for basically everyone
Until someone comes along happy to wrap you up
And save you for delectable exploratory unravelling
Which, for the record, is the opposite of cutting back
To compromise on the tenant between your eyes
—Liked what you read? Grab a book.
After 2020, I’m determined more than ever to celebrate every win. I am overjoyed to report that yesterday my book of poetry, The Breakup Suite, hit #1 on Amazon’s Canadian Poetry eBooks Chart. We’re number one, baby! Thanks to Rupi Kaur for ceding the throne for a short while!
Grab your copy in print, as a PDF, or for Kindle. The support thus far has been overwhelming and it’s something I will always cherish. Thanks for reading poetry!