who are you to judge me?
I said the wrong thing again today.
Just a short poem I needed to vent.
A quick poem about a few things but most importantly the curse of hope.
Written after being fed up by the microaggressions and transphobia I faced during a stint in the local psychiatric hospital. A prose poem and the final installment in a series.
It's an uphill climb. Short poem about fighting depression.
Have you come to protect your homeland? This isn't even your home. || Short poem critical of the trappings of the mass military industrial complex. Oops!
TW: This is just a poem, I do not condone violence or murder, This is purely for entertainment purposes. This is about A woman who finally breaks, after years of abuse and having to sit idly by and wa...
Originally written for tumblr. The world is beautiful and harsh.
This was written as a response spiting my last poem. HOWEVER, my last post is still true... https://www.forbes.com/sites/goldiechan/2019/01/30/storytelling_young_writers/#406e68d6582e
Basically, the ...
I am storms that drown gold laden ships crossing the sea...
little girl, little princess, scream your throat hoarse.
making peace with your body image is hard. it's harder still when someone tries to steer you to a direction they thought is best but will end with you spiraling out of control.
I said the wrong thing again today.
Just a short poem I needed to vent.
A quick poem about a few things but most importantly the curse of hope.
Written after being fed up by the microaggressions and transphobia I faced during a stint in the local psychiatric hospital. A prose poem and the final installment in a series.
It's an uphill climb. Short poem about fighting depression.
Have you come to protect your homeland? This isn't even your home. || Short poem critical of the trappings of the mass military industrial complex. Oops!
TW: This is just a poem, I do not condone violence or murder, This is purely for entertainment purposes. This is about A woman who finally breaks, after years of abuse and having to sit idly by and wa...
Originally written for tumblr. The world is beautiful and harsh.
This was written as a response spiting my last poem. HOWEVER, my last post is still true... https://www.forbes.com/sites/goldiechan/2019/01/30/storytelling_young_writers/#406e68d6582e
Basically, the ...
I am storms that drown gold laden ships crossing the sea...
little girl, little princess, scream your throat hoarse.
making peace with your body image is hard. it's harder still when someone tries to steer you to a direction they thought is best but will end with you spiraling out of control.