Hi there,
The reflection of me,
Yes you,
I am talking to you.
I want you to see me
As I see you—
Not just the dusky skin.
Let your gaze linger
Upon every mark,
Each scar the loudest whisper,
Each wound a story
Of wars fought with might,
Of agony crying for its end.
Yet here we are,
Rooted, unyielding, ready to burn.
Listen to my thoughts.
They a…read more