Poetry can give an insight to the soul of the writer. Or the reader. Poetry can touch on the feelings you don't want to admit to, and those you wish you could celebrate. On life. On time. On what it is to be you.
Here's Pieces of Me, a poetic intros...
The trolls and the posts and the words and the looks
As they whisper to me
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People can be cruel. So many take pleasure in gossip or name calling. Maybe it's to deflect it away from themselves but, either way, they don't care - or fully intend - the hurt it might cause. Those affected can be made to feel like an outcast or weird or wrong. It can bring tears. Self harming. Suicide.
Why? Why be like that?
I'm writing this for my daughter. She's suffered many times because of the stresses of teenage school. Her hair's the wrong colour. Her eyelashes aren't long enough. She didn't have an iPhone. She talked funny because she had manners. My story Daughter was written for the same reasons. Why can't we just be nice to each other?
