Milk and Honey

by Rupi Kaur

trying to convince myself i am allowed to take up space is like writing with my left hand when i was born to use my right

you tell me to quiet down cause my opinions make me less beautiful but i was not made with a fire in my belly so i could be put out i was not made with a lightness on my tongue so i could be easy to swallow

i had to leave i was tired of allowing you to make me feel anything less than whole

your art is not about how many people like your work your art is about if your heart likes your work if your soul likes your work it’s about how honest you are with yourself and you must never trade honesty for relatability