I. Write
Tell tales of a Brave New World
less damaged than our own
fragmented universe
Or else, allow us to escape
into a tangled narrative of imagination
II. Fight
Like a girl. Like a boy. Like them.
Like you, for them
Bite bullets with a passion so loud
it seals your imperfect skin
from the burn of a thousand suns
III. Rise
among the voices.
Among the trauma, the hurt,
the gut wrenching loss
Together we a stronger,
but you must first feel the call
Can you hear now?
IV. Rinse, clean
And repeat.
– R. Cagampang (5.1.17)
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A little ditty inspired by my personal feminist work ethic for the coming year. Enjoy.
Ria Xx
