In your heart,
the glee will never feel as
heavy as the agony.
That’s the whole point.
Imagine your happiest whim
weighing your shoulders down,
pressing your chin into soft skin.
You can’t.
Joy is the ultimate release of pressure.
If you are crushed
by something you love,
it’s not a desire.
It’s an obsession.

Your tears
Your aching woes
protected you from those
who would’ve seen your emotional regulation
as resistance to delegation.
You were born into degradation.
Segregation implemented in encores
due to the seemingly disempowered
state of your vulnerability.
We’re aware, sweet thing,
there wasn’t another way for you to be.
Your safety relied on th…read more