If I stand in front of society bleeding these lines of poetry,

I ought not be too radical. 

Who knew that during the most historical feminist movements, 

leaders didn’t actually burn their bras?!?

I never felt more like a lost feather gracefully landing here and there, or

why glimpses of romanticism felt like “I belong there,” 

or why pages of transcendental voices sounded like someone I used to know. 

I told you all that this poetry writing thing,

it’s a lifestyle that I am destined for. 

Spreading the awareness of this human experience,

some days it comes out like shit.

But some days, it comes out nicely wrapped,

in beautiful form,

either way I bleed it. I need it. 

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Emotion is most of what I know,

not so much the regulating of it but 

I feel so intensely. Immensely driven by the weight of every single one.

Yes, I must fine tune my mindfulness 

as a gift won’t go far when rooted in rage. 

I may not be meant to stand on a stage,

as anxiety will always accompany me.

But it’s like:

My soul is set ablaze 

each time that I Google the faces 

of my idols. 

It’s like:

If I could sit down with Alice Walker and Evie Shockley, 

oh if only I had been in a room with Maya Angelou or Audre Lorde…

How did they do it?!?

If I stand in front of society bleeding these lines of poetry,

I ought not be too radical. 

Even during the most historical feminist movements, 

leaders didn’t actually burn their bras.

Yet had I been there, surely I would have been the one to take it too far,

waving my burning bra and loose titties everywhere,

completely messing up the message. 

I’ve got a message or two 

But they won’t get through if I keep stepping on my toes,

these damn arthritic feet, these

damn neurodivergent qualities.

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Jusjess Poetry – Writing My Way Into My Destiny

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