to imbue with some pernicious belief, opinion, etc.; to influence feeling or action
Slithering snake of society,
Tactless tundra of intolerance,
You think you control me?
You think you hold the strength
to infect me with your filth?
Incessant ideologies of ignorance,
Persistantly trying to penetrate, and yet
Your walls do not close on me.
I am a warrior woman.
Strong in stature and stamina
Blasting through your bullshit.
Fuck your fake foolish fantasies
About who I’m meant to be.
Do not think for one moment that you
Hold the power to infect me.
via Daily Prompt: Infect
Buttons slowly slip through fabric,
I have something to show you.
Flesh making appearances,
I want you to see me.
Scar tissue ripples below the surface,
I have nothing to hide.
Imperfections under spotlights,
This is my awakening.
I want you to touch them.
Put your fists down, little rebel
knuckles scarred from the struggle
eyes ablaze with the memories
skin grafted soul recovery
My hands are up, little rebel
down on my knees
slow breath from my lips
in awe of your resilience
Let me love you, little rebel
pass me a rope
I’ll climb over this distance
soothe the fire from your mind.
Let me protect you, little rebel
You are safe now.
f u t u r e (adj)
late Middle English: via Old French from Latin futurus, future participle of esse ‘be’ (from the stem fu-, ultimately from a base meaning ‘grow, become’).
did you know that you were born from miracles?
standing on the shoulders of the mothers
born from miracles before you,
slowly standing so that we might
did you know that you are a healer?
existing in the power of the women
who helped us get here,
maintaining life so that we might
did you know that you are a force?
surviving intersections of oppression that
tell you change is impossible,
pushing one step forward so others might
reach the finish.
did you know that you are not just the flower of generations past?
did you know that you are a seed?