A daughter and her mother

January 20, 2020

Today I’m here and tomorrow you are not. Do you remember why we fought? You’re right, I’m wrong; you didn’t give it another thought. You stand firm and strong, your faith can’t be bought. You say that you will always love me; and no matter what, I’m your child. But here is a thought, I know it’s wild. You say you love me, but you stripped away my identity. You treat my true self as an obscenity. Like the people you swear to protect me from, you deny who I really am. It truly seems like you don’t give a damn. I am more than just your child, I am your daughter.

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Aripari

I am a novice poet that believes that the best poetry comes from your heart and emotions. I am a Norse Pagan who just so happens to be transgender and lesbian. I believe that the whole world is my muse and I get inspiration from everyone and everything that I come into contact with. Words are some of the most powerful things that we as humans posses and if used right; they can change the hearts of many. Art comes in many forms and poetry is one of them. So why not change the world with art, one word at a time?

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