society
i’ve had poems pull me out from the darkest places
i’ve ever been in. like scripture.
and music… i could probably write an entire book
just about the ways that music has shifted me
and changed me and moved me and saved me.
like gospel.
so when i say that “poetry is my scripture” and
“music is my gospel,” i am saying that there are
poems and songs that are carrying my soul
from one breath to the next in this life.
– butterflies rising
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you cannot try to silence
a collective pain for so long and not
expect a collective rage to eventually come.
– butterflies rising
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no matter what… i hope you know…
that you matter.
for yourself. by yourself.
and belonging to yourself.
and with the paths you do… or don’t…
take in your life,
i hope that they are chosen by you.
and that you can hear and follow the voice
in your own soul, and no matter any noise…
be able to find your own way.
– butterflies rising
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if you are someone like me,
who has struggled to find and use
your voice in this life, be gentle with
yourself as you find it. but also know…
what you think. and feel. and believe.
and have to say,
however you find your own way to say it…
it matters.
and it’s beautiful when you let your
heart spill out of you.
– butterflies rising
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i just like good souls,
knowing them, being one,
it’s kind of all that really matters
– butterflies rising
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you are allowed to be lovely
and important,
to speak up, and out, and convicted
from the same mouth that tends
to love and cradles lilies
it’s stunning when you let
why you’re here spill out of you
– butterflies rising
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you are allowed to be lovely
and important,
to speak up, and out, and convicted
from the same mouth that tends
to love and cradles lilies
it’s stunning when you let
why you’re here spill out of you
– butterflies rising
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we cannot curse the sky
if we stay and break bread
with boys
and their troubles
while men full of mountains and moons
are waiting with stories of
how far they’ve come
– butterflies rising
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i hope you know
you matter now
chosen by no one
belonging to yourself
i hope you go on
living in skin untouched by anything that your
sovereignty did not bless into your existence
and breathing air that holds no can’ts
and carries no words
of how a woman
should or should not be
– choices
– butterflies rising
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