Rupi Kaur
it is so full here in myself
have your eyes ever fallen upon a beast like me
I have the spine of a mulberry tree
the neck of a sunflower
sometimes I’m the desert
at times the rain forest
but always the wild
my belly brims over the waistband of my pants
every strand of hair frizzing out like a lifeline
it took a long time to become
such a sweet rebellion
back then I refused to water my roots
till I realized
if I am the only one
who can be the wilderness
then let me be the wilderness
the tree trunk cannot become the branch
the jungle cannot become the garden
so why should I
have your eyes ever fallen upon a beast like me
I have the spine of a mulberry tree
the neck of a sunflower
sometimes I’m the desert
at times the rain forest
but always the wild
my belly brims over the waistband of my pants
every strand of hair frizzing out like a lifeline
it took a long time to become
such a sweet rebellion
back then I refused to water my roots
till I realized
if I am the only one
who can be the wilderness
then let me be the wilderness
the tree trunk cannot become the branch
the jungle cannot become the garden
so why should I