acts of rebellion
saying I love you
but quietly, in a crowd
listening instead of waiting to speak
not now, mouth, shhhh not so loud
leaving a space for anyone who needs it
holding space for someone's trauma,
carrying space for your own.
not saying yes and instead, being alone.
taking off your coat to warm a friend
not staying to watch a movie until the very end
because we know the way it works:
they leave her, and she's only remembered for her looks
confronting your worn out heart
and letting it rest.
fighting off the urge to always present
the broken pieces as best.