Tornado Allie

Tornado runs through intersections

And tip toes through 3 a.m.

Through his bedroom and down the street

Until she makes her way

Home

At dawn

When blue sneaks through the blinds

She won’t remember

Until the sun rises

And blue still sleeps on her skin

Breathe, Beautiful chaos

Breathe.

Too Much

This is for the ones whose spirits who are too much for the containers that hold them.

For the ones who shatter glass with their laughs and erupt to stay breathing.

The ones who once couldn’t remember what their own voices felt like vibrating through their chests.

This one is for you.

For the ones who stir LOVE in their coffee in the morning and fill their bellies with light.

The same ones who spent so many nights in rock bottom to learn how to shine.

For the ones who have ever heard:

“You talk too much.”

“You cry too much.”

“Your laugh is too loud.”

Listen to me when I say that the world needs your shock waves.

The world needs your wild, ample heart.

We were carved from the same star and this is for you.

Listen to me when I say that the world needs you.

“The world does not benefit from your silence”– Sierra DeMulder

So please, erupt. 

 

Love you fiercely…