Tag: Feminism

my friends & i have always felt sad about how, as girls…

my friends & i have always felt sad about how, as girls, it's not safe for us to take late-night walks

my friends & i have always felt sad about how, as girls,
it’s not safe for us to take late-night walks…
when all we wanna do is go look at the moon.

but a few nights ago, a woman left the earth, on her way to be
the first woman to go to the moon, in a rocket named after a goddess…
and the moon was pink that night…

and it felt like being told to keep reaching for a better world…
one where we’re so free to take walks under the moon
that we feel like we could touch it.

– butterflies rising

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there are girls and women in your world with their guards up…

there are girls and women in your world with their guards up, and they want to be so soft... but i promise you

there are girls and women in your world with
their guards up, and they want to be so soft…
but i promise you, they’ve been given
so many reasons not to be.

and there are girls and women in your world
who are so soft… but there’s a good chance
it’s in spite of so many reasons they’ve
been given not to be.

– butterflies rising

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chosen by you…

i hope you know you matter now chosen by no one belonging to yourself

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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choices…

i hope you know you matter now chosen by no one belonging to yourself

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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let a woman have her own worth…

let a woman have her own worth

let a woman
have her own worth.
let her value be found in who she is.
not in who she is to a man.
not in who she is to whom she supports,
or serves, or takes care of, or carries weight for.
not who she is in the context of anyone else’s story.
just who she is. as she is.

bare,
alone,
unburdened,
beautiful,
and worthy.

– butterflies rising

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my own worth…

i am allowed to have my own worth. to find my value in who i am.

i am allowed to have my own worth.
to find my value in who i am.
not in who i am to a man.
not in who i am to whom i support, or serve,
or take care of, or carry weight for.
not who i am in the context of
anyone else’s story.

just who i am, as i am…
bare, alone, unburdened, beautiful, and worthy.

– butterflies rising

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woman to woman, may we allow each other the freedom to explore…

woman to woman, may we allow each other

woman to woman,
may we allow each other
the freedom to explore
all of the depths and variations
of our own femininity
and not judge or condemn each other
for the layers and directions
of womanhood
we each choose to pass by or take on.
we will not all find and define ourselves
in the same way,
but as we find and define ourselves,
let us not stand in each other’s way.

– butterflies rising

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the alchemy in poetry…

i write it out, not to remember you, but to take it away from you

and when
i write this out,
this isn’t to remember you…
it’s to take it away
from you,
i’ll take all these feelings i felt
and i’ll make art,
i’ll make something beautiful,
i’ll make something new

– the alchemy in poetry

– butterflies rising

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