To what end
Do you win
When you crush
When you vanquish
When you destroy
When you erase
To what end
Do you prosper
When you belittle
When you carve through flesh
Tear down trust
Deter and damage
Rip away at dignity
To what end
Do you prosper
When you inject yourself
With such bitter fruits?
I hope you find
the healing you need
Because beating me up
Is not the elixir you seek.
Poet, writer, photographer and slightly distracted day-dreamer who muses on (gestures at everything) from the petty to the profound. On a semi-serious, fully earnest search for meaning in the mayhem. Perimenopausal, melanin-deprived, irony-enhanced recovering perfectionist Type A+ millennial woman. She balances the ever-continuing quest to Know Better/Do Better, with the distinct ego-death of parenting a smart, full-throated child who was raised to know the power of her voice. Mothering a teen means catching a side-eye in almost every interaction. Diana navigates the minutiae of everyday life through seeking the magical in the mundane. Follow along and laugh with her as the world flames out!
