This little poem was written during a thunderstorm in August 2017. It is even more poignant to me now and it seems fitting to use it to round out the month and to mark the new chapter of my life opening up before me.
It's been a difficult week.
I wrote this poem last year when I was at a very low point with my bodily self-esteem, my hopes for the future, my opinions of my work. The first draft poured out as a cry to escape, to just be able to leave this body, to not be stuck here anymore. Editing shaped the …
Thought I'd make my first post on here one of my favourite poems.