Hardest lesson
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
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Song of the Day 🥰 “pining and anticipation” 🥰
Song of the Day 🔥 “I’m fixing my karma”🔥
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poetry: dread
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
My son holds the universe in his eyes
with his potential, with his sense of wonder
his eyes are not yet jaded by the inhumanity of this world
and I dread when the day comes
as his innocence starts to fade
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Song of the Day 🥳 “the universe is shifting and its all for me” 🥳
Song of the Day 😪 “memories feel like weapons” 😪
Song of the Day 😪 “It’s just polyester” 😪
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Inti
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
running in the sun warms my body, warms my thoughts
it invokes my need to worship it like my ancestors
before the colonizers declared it wrong and pagan
but they couldn’t erase my blood and my DNA
and my deep connection to the Sun,
my ancestral GOD
Always bringing me to the surface of gratitude and love
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poetry: raining in paradise
I wrote this poem in September in 2022.
without a care in the world-we danced in the rain
enjoying the last vestiges of childhood
feeling the wet ground against our feet
stomping and laughing
and enjoying the miracle of this moment
as it rained in paradise
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Song of the Day 😪😪😪
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poetry: waning moon
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
I call to the waning moon for inspiration, for motivation
Some days it’s hard to keep going, to keep trying
I call to the waning moon to turn into Mama Killa
and bring me comfort and growth
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Empathy
Are you holding a grudge? About?
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poetry: sinning
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
I used to lie about my sins when I went to confession-
to have something, anything to confess to arouse interest in the priest
to not feel the burden of goodness on me-
and the priest gave me prayers and rosaries to atone for my made up sins
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