By Tiara Lowery
don’t look for me.
I don’t want to be found.
I don’t want you to see me carried by the waves,
soaking in the warmth of the sun.
body soaked by the waters of release,
I am free.
carefree limbs outstretched,
swaying to the rhythms of a joyful life.
a once, unfamiliar tune,
now, the soundtrack of my existence.
this is not a dance you deserve to see.
this is a performance reserved for soft, iridescent irises,
free from your malignant ways and harsh judgment.
Tiara Kristina Lowery is an emerging poet and multidisciplinary writer based in Houston, TX. Her writing is deeply introspective, and is sure to have you curious about the intricacies of your own existence.
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