The past three years have been the
time of my life.
granny died suddenly, stage 4 pancreatic cancer
a senior in high school,
she’d never see me graduate.
a very lonely girl, dated guys i should’ve
never spoken to.
three new exes.
a favorite aunt i wanted to reconnect with
didn’t go to the hospital,
didn’t want to die there;
like her mother before her.
it happened anyways,
both on my maternal side, my own mother was struggling,
her favorite women falling down.
we were all trying to find our own space now.
the end of this year,
a new light is approaching;
i have found parts of myself again, watching as i
grow and grow and grow.
tenderly, gently, firmly,
i forced myself out of my anger, my fear, my anxiety.
sheer willpower, intent,
to all of my mothers and sisters before me,
i will continue to grow.