Absolutely powerful and most beautiful spoken word poetry by the ever so brilliant, Rupi Kaur. She spoke of surviving sexual abuse, and losing parts of herself and then reclaiming it through poetry and arts. All that seems familiar to me.
"This home is what I came into this world with
was the first home
will be the last home
you can't take it
there is no space for you
no welcome mat
no extra bedrooms
I'm opening all the windows
airing it out
putting roses in a vase
in the middle of that kitchen table
lighting a candle
loading the dishwasher with my thoughts
until they're spotless
and then I plan to step into that bathtub
wash yesterday out of my hair
decorate my body in gold
put music on
sit back
put my feet up
and enjoy this typical Thursday"
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