jGirls+ Magazine

But after each discussion, I emerge understanding the world and myself a bit better than when I evaluated the piece on my own. When our meeting is over, I haven’t left my chair, but I have grown and changed in ways I didn’t expect.

There have been moments in my life where I have felt the shackles of a soured memory clinging to me wherever I go, just as Persephone might have, knowing that she must return to the world of the dead

then you told me I was the one your only sea, your shining sun But those were just lies, so here’s my goodbye Cause I’m better without you anyway

I have decided to love my body

One thing I like about this photo is the lights above her. I like how they seem to be either pointing at her or radiating from her. The bright lights contrast with her not-so-bright expression.

What does it mean to be ‘deprived of joys?’ Must it be this? A lock and key on my subconscious

expanding the unexplored area of our tide

We defiantly wait ‘til our day comes, When all of the brownstones will turn green

Our voices create a channel / To leave the heartache and hurt of the past week

Tell me where it hurts and I’ll fix it let me catch the rose petals before they fall to the floor