Freedom Brain Dump

This weekend I escaped the Beltway to explore the wonderful, progressive and charmingly Southern town of Carborro, NC (thanks J & S!). I left feeling rejuvinated and ready to write. And then, there was horrific traffic on 95 and I barely had time to finish my Sweet Tea before plopping into bed at 8:30pm. All the motivation I could muster for writing was a 10 minute brain dump (think: guts of the poem, rought rough draft) on defining Freedom. Enjoy and hopefully it will turn into something real someday!












Freedom Is...

Some say it is when you have nothing left to lose
But I say it is everything to gain and nothing but a backpack of future
It’s a peace sign giving the finger to everything

It is forgetting the reflection and acting how you feel
It is feeling beautiful because your veins tell you to
And ugly because you’ve acted that way
And content because you are not a child anymore
And happy because you may be turning out to be a good thing.

It is a world most will never know
And that few don’t even know to forget.

It is the moment your religion becomes less of a box and more of a globe

It is silences becoming comfortable
And words less conscious

It is realizing the infinite possibilities of your single life
It is never being afraid to say you deserve nothing but genuine

It is buying a bikini for the first time

It’s your heart
Moving mountains and planets and rib cages
Just by letting your voice out of it’s cell
It is speaking on the mic like you’re on the podium to the universe
Giving reason to the dictionary.

It is my heart
Ringing on the downbeat just to make sure I don’t miss the moment
As deliberate as the suns’ rise and set
As essential as lifeblood and hair
As beautiful as sky and grace
And wonderful as the
possibilities before us.