Power in words
This poem emphasise what it feels like for many women when they walk alone. I originally wrote the piece as a way of contextualising my feeling in regard to the Sarah Everard case; I didn’t post it at that time simply because it felt too soon. After sitting on this piece and adding it into my chapbook (Hear Me Scream) I’m finally ready to add my voice to it.
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There is something innocent about a first kiss that just can’t be ignored; first kisses don’t hold the weight of history, or the pressure of the future, they live for the here and now.
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Confusing lust and love can ruin you if you let it. In this poem, I try and touch upon the moment I saw the truth between me and a lover. Like most things in like, nature has the perfect simile for this moment.
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The second wave of the civil rights movement is among us. After going to the Black Lives Matter march in London, I felt the need to write this poem.
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Please enjoy my first poem post of many. This piece is something I wrote when trying to let go of a person I loved. For each moment of our relationship, I wrote poem after poem; it only felt right to end with one as well.
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Jaycee Dean 