Here I Am
I am black.
I am a woman.
I am queer.
My voice gets shut down in three different ways.
I cannot give my two cents because they are worth less.
I will keep shouting though.
I will keep loving myself and her.
Politics? I must be thinking with my skin.
So what if I am sometimes, so are you.
The fields that interest me? Those are for men.
How could I ever figure out those mathematics on my own, without the brain of an alpha boy?
My love? Now there’s a topic that turns everyone into a fire breathing dragon.
How could I know that I love her?
Have I ever loved a man?
No thanks.
I’ll stick with her curves.
I’ll stick with her heart and soul.
I am a black, queer woman and I am erased three different ways.
I will continue to redraw myself.
I am here whether you like it or not.
If Magic Existed
If magic existed, then every home would have experience with pixie's stealing loose change and jewelry.
If magic existed, then the phone you left downstairs that's suddenly upstairs would make more sense.
If magic existed, we could hear the crying sorrows of the trees that no longer want to be stuck in place.
If magic existed, discount potions would be sold at every gas station.
If magic existed, then could we trust if we were really in love? Or is it a spell?
If magic existed, the northern lights would be trails left behind by dragons.
If it existed, would temptation get the better of more of us?
When we slept, could we be woken by the sounds of gnomes having parties at 2am?
Would you befriend and capture your favorite fairy?
Afraid that they'd leave.
They're just so cute.
Imagine what game hunters would have on their wall then.
If magic existed, childrens toys would sing and dance for weeks on end.
WITHOUT BATTERIES.
If magic existed, then it would exist at a price.
Fly but, go broke.
Love but, know it's fake.
Reign power but, know you will fall.
Exist among amazing things, beautiful things, phenomenal beings but, get bored and take them for granted.
If magic existed..well, that sounds about right.