Poetry

Period Peace

On my twelfth natal day I woke up in a pool of my own blood.
Happy Birthday to me.
I am declared “woman”
but it doesn’t fit, so I keep…

Finding Closure: The 2017 Inauguration

This election cycle has been unlike any other. As I slowly came to terms with the…

Finding Closure: The 2017 Inauguration

This election cycle has been unlike any other. As I slowly came to terms with the…

The Year is Over

The year is over. 
I spent the first half of these 365 days 
Drowning in self pity, trapped in a “relationship” 
I thought I’d…

Ladies’ Library | The Feminist Poetry of Rupi Kaur

We Are Ruled

We were ruled
We were there, we were breathing
Our voices hushed, our surroundings still
Looking towards a man
To save us; to kill us

Home Sick

I used to look into your eyes and know that I was home

Bloom

I thought I left you in good hands
 He said he did his best & gave you all his efforts but
 There were too many weeds overcrowding your garden
 He…

Charity

Dark and deep

Despair grips my body

Honeymoon

Ekphrasis poem inspired by the song Patience by the Lumineers.