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necessary companions (in this never ending fight against evil) ❤️‍🩹 there are those who fight evil with their teeth out, and those who nurture humanity (and make sure the ones facing darkness aren’t consumed by it). i’m in a constant battle with how to exist comfortably and feel joy in a world with so much suffering. i know i’m in no position to save it and also question how self-centered it is to feel like i should. but still, the lack of power is distressing. all of this empathy can feel… wasteful.

writing has always been how i make sense of things. so i wrote this in an effort to understand what power i do have. maybe it’s just this: to care for, and be cared for by my community (both the people near me and the ones i’ll never meet in person).

i still question if that’s enough. if being a nurturer is enough. if art is enough. if words are enough. but i’ve felt what it’s like to hear that something i wrote healed someone, inspired them, made them feel less alone… more brave even. maybe they go on to do more good than i ever could. and maybe that kind of indirect impact matters (and is enough) in keeping everything from collapsing. maybe (hopefully).

wrote this poem for day 28 of / using the prompt by - rest and unrest sit side by side, what do they say? 🤍

the birthday poems of my 30s 🎂it’s become a bit of a tradition to write a poem each year and I’m very proud of them !!! (in my early 20s I used to write raps! ha!!) it’s been just over 3 weeks since my birthday but pisces szn is forever 🤭