SPEAKING MY TRUTH THROUGH THE WRITTEN WORD
Shivering in my strength Where to direct all this power It flails about, confused So mighty yet undirected It has no weight. I am now learning That if I express my voice And others disapprove That doesn’t make me wrong. It makes me impactful. I am allowed to stand In my world, my reality The... Continue Reading →
It never fails to interest me that people think they know me because they read my writing. Perhaps it's a symptom of our society, riddled with overfamiliarity because of the constant access that social media provides us. Still, I find it amusing. I don't deign to know any author because I've read one of their... Continue Reading →
Memory, it’s so faulty, isn’t it? Forgot how sweet the air sits against my skin here Not the birdsong, never that, But still it rings anew, like I’ve not heard it clearly until today Is it me? Have I changed? Or do we simply push away The temptation of memories that will us to stretch... Continue Reading →
I cannot stop hating my body. Fuck, how I want to be That proud, free, careless woman Showing it all without a thought Never apologizing for my skin My rolls, my lines, my folds And I’m not. I’m not there. And I want to love myself for that too To embrace and give kindness The... Continue Reading →
I want to take your heart Shove it deeply into my cavities Eat it with capers + lemon Tender, tangy, tart Just how I like my love Served raw, glistening in hurt Furrowed brows + living proof Possession, but only one direction You let me alone, I do me It’s the lone method of survival... Continue Reading →
AMY HORTON 