can u post one of your poems here?
ok this is very extremely scary for me but here is the one i performed yesterday for the women's history month slam!!
i already regret this and i havent even posted it yet
akuejdyshkzKTHCVK
you can say a restaurant was a seven out of ten because the service was slow
and that hotel was 2 stars because you found a cockroach under the bed
but that girl? that girl does not belong on your number line of shallow desires
compiling a petty summary of sticky lashes and glossy lips
adding shimmering falsehoods and subtracting human flaws
stripping her complexity down to the two or three meaningless lines we call numbers
numbers that determine if she is beautiful or if she is nothing
but she is NOT a math problem, the product is neither even or odd
single or double digits
the product is HER
her flaws
her insecurities
her wandering mind
her lilting laugh
her heart that beats and swells for everyone but herself
so how dare you, take her self worth and whittle it away
into the unrealistic mold that is your "ideal" woman
cramming entire worlds into societal pegs
carving like a jackolantern, insides tossed, shells glorified
because in our world branding integers onto living, breathing, human beings, is normal
acceptable
when will we realize that describing a woman
should not be as easy as counting to 10
i already regret this and i havent even posted it yet
akuejdyshkzKTHCVK
you can say a restaurant was a seven out of ten because the service was slow
and that hotel was 2 stars because you found a cockroach under the bed
but that girl? that girl does not belong on your number line of shallow desires
compiling a petty summary of sticky lashes and glossy lips
adding shimmering falsehoods and subtracting human flaws
stripping her complexity down to the two or three meaningless lines we call numbers
numbers that determine if she is beautiful or if she is nothing
but she is NOT a math problem, the product is neither even or odd
single or double digits
the product is HER
her flaws
her insecurities
her wandering mind
her lilting laugh
her heart that beats and swells for everyone but herself
so how dare you, take her self worth and whittle it away
into the unrealistic mold that is your "ideal" woman
cramming entire worlds into societal pegs
carving like a jackolantern, insides tossed, shells glorified
because in our world branding integers onto living, breathing, human beings, is normal
acceptable
when will we realize that describing a woman
should not be as easy as counting to 10
