Published September 1st, 2023
by Isa Kallieris
(Chicago, Illinois, United States)
But hope cannot be pulled away
It is not the tail of a kite in the wind
You have a firm grip
The gusts will attempt to sweep you away
Tell you that your reflection is deserving of shame
But look into the mirror
And feel your grandmother's eyes gaze into yours
She tells you to lift your shoulders to the light
To hum and sing
To take care
To take charge
To take responsibility
For if you lose hope, then it is lost
If you let go, then it is gone
They tell you that emotions are to be blocked, feared, limited
But they are energy, ambrosia, nectar
Nurture the wonder in the hearth of your soul
Acknowledge the anger that yanks at your chest
Reach out to the ones who are afraid to reach out
Take down the mask that sits on your brow
And what is private will become public
And there, you will find belonging
Words will embrace you
And your solitude will become lighter
Your pain will stitch together
In a quilt of floral patterns
And it will cover you
And give you rest and comfort
You will be understood
Hello, my name is Isa Kallieris. I study UX Design at DePaul University in Chicago. I love writing, spending time with my cat, listening to music, coding, taking photos, drinking coffee, playing guitar, and reading. Ever since I was a little kid, writing has been a tool for me to understand my emotions, and I want to share my voice with others.
This poem is included in Poetry World #7, published in the Wax Poetry and Art Library.
Previously published in Chicago Poetry Magazine:
Zeroes and Ones
by Linda Imbler
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