I am equal parts grateful and grieved, butLike any good immigrantI do not let the latter be seen.I do not rage when they call my accent a speech impediment,Nor do I wail at their ignorance. BecauseI know they just don’t understand, thatLeaving a home feels like having the fingerprints ripped off your hands.So, like any … Continue reading poem | like any good immigrant
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poem | “Love You”
To the people I have said "love you" to and they have said it back,I do not disagree, that "I"is a heavy commitment far too momentous for our mouths:we dissolve ourselves entirely, like solvents as if this is a solution,throwing around "love you's" unburdened by the fact that thelove is just an exhale, one that … Continue reading poem | “Love You”
poem | The Great Gatsby
Obviously, this poem is inspired by F. Scott Fitzgerald's famous novel, The Great Gatsby. My favourite line is also the last, "So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
poem | the thing about being us
I wrote this one for my sister who is leaving for university, but I hope a lot of people can relate to having someone they have always looked up to.
poem | dreams
maybe our dreamsare just reality in the wrong time-zonethe wrong hemisphere of compulsionand magnetismyet somehowwe know deep downin the dark lightless fracture of dreams,that we existin more ways than we are led to believe© Ella Levick apoeticdaydreamer.comInstagram/Pinterest: @apoeticdaydreamer
poem | Roe v. Wade overturned
5:30 pmMy nanna wants to talk about itbut I steer the conversation back tomy ACT score(state mandates don’t feel so personal when theyturn out in your favor)the ocean is very large andAustralia so very far away, if we speak it will beno message in a bottle, but a message in a bomband I don’t want … Continue reading poem | Roe v. Wade overturned
poem | when you sit with sylvia plath at lunch
and when sylvia plathsits with you at lunchhave you found yourselfor lost the world?(probably both)pages crinkle in placeof conversation scrapsand words bloom into poem drafts,it's not so quietin the library:dew drops form in frontal crevicesso much to understandexcept what you want to knownow it is timeless but the bell rings and off you go(don't get … Continue reading poem | when you sit with sylvia plath at lunch
poem | choir of voices
come spring the warm wind brings not one falling blossom but masses on the run.a melody and weak strum was where we begunnow watch as it blooms into tales and love.a choir of voices singswhere before there was only a faint hum,lean on this melody, walk this bridge andchorus. feel it bend under youburden the weight … Continue reading poem | choir of voices
poem | stop.
Happy pride month!! Remember that it takes nothing, and costs you nothing to be kind. 🙂
poem | love letter
if I wrote you a love letterwould you read it once throughhearing me read itsounding just like I do?would you fold it up smalland put it in a boxwith other prized possessionslabelled “things I thought I dreamed up?”would you leave it on your deskand never read it at alleventually throwing it awaywhen you clean your … Continue reading poem | love letter
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