which months they hold
Words by Willow Snow
Giving voice to what's on my mind (Some writings may be 18+, please go elsewhere if this is upsetting to you)
Friday, October 29, 2021
Untold
Wednesday, June 30, 2021
"Our Home And Native Land (But Not Really)"
Red dresses
Sunday, June 20, 2021
Peace
Today the sun stops at a balance point
Friday, April 16, 2021
"Carefully Taught"
I am broken by the all of this
the hate
the anger
the intolerance
the division
I am broken by the brokenness
I am broken by it all
we are fighting each other to stay alive
we are fighting each other to stay alive
we are fighting each other to stay alive
it's broken
implicitly
too much
how do you keep breathing
when there's no way forward
how do you keep breathing
when it's us versus them versus them versus us
how do you keep breathing when there's a knee on your neck
held down
held down
held down
police
kill
black
humans
actively
systematically
repeatedly
we train whites to kill children in school with guns
and we train police
to kill people
that they don't like.
Tuesday, April 13, 2021
Two Hours Before The Hail
the wind brings me raindrops
from clouds not yet overhead
and I watch them hit the windowpane
while the last of the plum blossoms
fly directionless and free-form to the ground.
"It's chilly for April" we say quietly
not wanting to incur the wrath of Summer's heat
quite yet
and that wind has bite -
leaving cheeks rosy with colour
and hands pulled up into sleeves
or pushed down into pockets deep
the rain a momentary instance
still snow
still ice
still life
to come.
Saturday, April 10, 2021
Let's Be Giants
Let's be giants
we'll take our giant hands
and build giant buildings next to skyscrapers made of wood
and we'll wonder why no one sees the toys left around like Lego bricks
and guy wires made of candy floss
and we'll play giant games
our giant feet stomping through the city making valleys where we walk
Let's be giants
and build things
with our hands the size of cars
and our laughter loud like thunder
and our hearts beating thick and heavy
full of joy and pain and emotions made ever bigger by our size
Let's be giants
and curl up together
our backs against the hills
our faces to the ocean
knowing more adventures await us in the morning
as we leave behind the buildings we made
standing next to skyscrapers
made of wood.
Saturday, March 20, 2021
A Place I've Yet To Be And Have Been Before
I smell your smoke