Byefelicia

You can think I'm a random ***** as you try to wave me from your view, be dismissive as you attempt to make me feel small. You can try and take it but I've earned this name and I won't ever feel ashamed. Don't you know? I've laid my heart on concrete, and waited for the other foot to fall. I've been spewed out and crushed, and still came out okay. I've been called a waste of skin, ridiculed for the line work of my lips, the curled 'S' of my Spanish hip. And I never once flinched. I am more than just a trend in this wide web, more than just a moment's imperfection. I am a daughter of the moon, a laughing poet, living an ancient fate. I shout secret voodoo curses that merge into stories onto pages. I am a huntress of words, a cautionary tale, a lifelong love song.