I'm often loud in places where I should be quiet; I'm often quiet in places where I should be loud

[balsamandash]

I have spent more than six hours listening to slam poetry somehow? Relistening to the same things over and over for the most part, and I have no idea how this happened but I'm a little in love with some of them? (Especially this; I am listening to a lot of this guy's stuff but hoooly crap that one.)

I kind of want to give prompts now. Not necessarily all poetry prompts, but just... prompting people? This is putting me in the mood to prompt people.

... Uh, I guess that could turn this into an offer if anyone wants to take me up on it; comment here and I'll drop you prompts? Mostly quotes/lyrics, most likely?

I just like prompting people, okay, it pleases me.

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[rootsofthestories]

Sometimes it gets hard to look in the mirror. It's hard to see the woman that stands in the reflection an claim her.

But every time she wakes up, she does. Every morning, evening or whenever she opens her eyes, she stands in front of the mirror and claims her reflection. All of it. Every part of her.

Because Natasha carved herself out of blood and sweat. She put her bones together like a puzzle and made herself anew.

She cared herself from what had been done to her, put herself together with stitching and shaking hands. She may not be proud of who she is but she is so, so much happier than with what who she had been.

She looks in the mirror, touches the glass, and smiles.

She is far better than any version of herself anyone else could have mad.e She is beautiful and she is fierce and she is proud.

And as she walks away from the mirror, her confidence unwavering, she knows she is almost happy with who she is today.