Poetry is Oppression

Oh course it’s not, directly. It’s just when that’s the only place you can feel whole or seen it becomes this sort of corrupted lifeblood. Every compliment to my work becomes “yes you are real, yes you are valid” echoing in my mind when no other space to hear or feel that exists. The desire […]

Your Desire to Disbelieve is Hurting Me

Often it is meant as words of comfort …. “That can’t be true” “These people are just crazy/evil” (There’s plenty of information on the ableism and destructiveness of language related to insanity metaphors so I am not addressing that here) “I don’t understand why people do that” All of these things cast the experience into […]