National Coming Out Day

tomorrow


three years ago tomorrow
frozen with fear
i told the truth.
their broken hearts
shot splinters
through my flesh
and i bled shame.
i harvested memories
and guarded them as secrets
some still kept hidden
in my darkest corners.

tomorrow
dressed in dignity
i will tell the truth
like i did yesterday
and the day before.
tomorrow
i will hope again
that their jigsaw hearts
have been reconstructed
enough to keep me
when i scatter their pieces.

tomorrow tomorrow
brimming with change
i will yell the truth
at the top of my lungs
and see   m  y  s  e  l  f   at last
in the mirror
where   m  e   was held captive
for the hefty ransom
of my every waking moment.
tomorrow will arrive
screeching like a falcon
and so shall i.

9:37 sunlight

A whispered Saturday

Window open

Breeze makes the door shiver

Everything feels endless

Precariously balanced

On a moment’s whim

Awoke to 9:37 sunlight

After a warm night

Leave my pulse racing

Meet me anew

And be my nebulous spring

When the ice melts at last

So shall we

But the crinkle of paper

And laughter on the lawn

Will keep me in happy servitude

Until day’s end

Quick Announcement!

Hello friends,

I want to extend a loving "thank you" to everyone who takes the time to read what I write. It is a wonderful feeling to know that people enjoy your work, and sharing my words with you has been nothing short of wonderful so far.

That being said, there is one major(ish) change happening around here this year. It cannot be honestly said that I have posted regularly in the past many months, but it may become far less regular depending on how I choose to organize my work over the next year of my life. This is due to my decision to actively write at least one poem per day this year in an effort to catalogue the status of my heart and mind over a set timespan.

I hope to capture the ups and downs of my life in short poems over the next twelve months, and at the end of 2018, I plan to compile them into a book format and attempt to get my work published. It is my personal goal to have a book of poems published by the beginning of the 2019-2020 school year.

So again, thank you to everyone who has visited SO&OP, and I look forward to producing a physical publication of words to make you feel.

In vulnerability and strength,
Hannah