Looking through old photos and I found one of my junior homecoming dance. It was the night after my dad's funeral. My friend who'd stayed with me the entire week, in my bed, through all the tears, made me get out of bed that night. She pulled my shirt up over my head and told me to get in the shower. She washed my hair for me. She curled it. She rubbed foundation onto my face, lined my eyes, and put me in my dress.
She contacted my other friends who were feeling awkward and unsure of what to do and told them the party was still on, to meet at my house for photos before the dance.
They all showed up, and I went to the dance, and we all screamed and cried, and I took my first step to healing.
I haven't spoken to that girl in five years. Nothing happened. I moved away. She fell in love. We grew apart and into our own lives.
It's strikes me how beautiful the ephermeral nature of teenage friendships can be.
We may not need each other now, but there was a time when I needed her more than anyone. And sometimes she needed me.
And the universe put us together just then. Just when it was most important. Not a year too late or too soon. The same town, the same school, the same classroom where we could meet. Right when it mattered.
We come and go from people's lives every day, and along the way we may get a chance to love someone fully, just for a little while.
I'll remember every single one.
Let me be your shore,
You the captain of the boat
You know where to find me
You know where you can dock safely
Like the wife of a soldier that leaves for war
I’ll be waiting
Call me stupid, I’m stupid for waiting but I’m not wasting away,
I’m putting myself first,
You are what i want and I refuse to give you up
Call me selfish for wanting to be called yours
Heaven knows I’ve never been this desperate before.
BRIGHT
Greys, blacks, and whites
In a world full of dull
You are my light.
She shines so bright
Vivid dreams come to life
She whispers things
That my heart can’t
Retain
She sings things to my brain
That I just can’t explain
She makes me breathe
Pushing the oxygen from
Her love
Into my lungs
She reaches and pulls
Down the moon and the
Stars.
She goes far.
A repost of some of my writing…
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the art of book covers
Diana
Rising with the moon,
She represents me and you.
She’s fierce and brave,
She’ll put you in your place.
She shines brightly,
Her glow never left.
A hand outstretched and her lips upon your cheek.
A bow and arrow raised to the sky.
A breeze chills past you, breathe.
Diana, protect us from the darkness with your light.
Diana bring us children.
Goddess of the hunt, bring forth your love!
let’s just stop time so i can read all my books without real life interfering
MOONS
Tale of two moons, the one in the sky
And the one in the sea, and
That’s the way it’ll always be
Heart to heart
Eye to eye
Hands apart, and then They slowly pry
you know you really love someone,
when you don't hate them for breaking your heart
I know it’s not much in the face of everything but I have been finding hope & resilience in palestinian poetry these past few weeks and I created a google drive file of poetry collections by palestinian poets that I will keep updating as I keep on reading. I also recommend checking out @fiercynn’s palestinian poets series for more poets + poetry available online
Words[poetry, flash fiction, novels] and worlds from a writer called Lu. I sometimes post my photography.
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