acts of rebellion

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.

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