“NEVER BE AFRIAD TO BE YOURSELF” -Mother

                        “NEVER BE AFRIAD TO BE YOURSELF” -Mother 

Bring me myself in a box,

hypothetically 

stuck on a island located deep in my thoughts 

My brain access lost, 

the plane dropped

dripped 

and dissolved into what i call a decapitated doll

Barbie, call me pretty, I don't fit in at all.

In reality 

stuck on a island 

the sand has consumed me

Convinced me to conform and be you, not me

so i warped

wrapped, 

pushed and tugged, then i remembered what my mother said.

My world opened up and i realized

maybe my island isn’t so bad.

I never have to be afriad of who i am. 

                                                                                                    Amirah Cunningham