Inside Looking Out | Authspot

In my war bonnet now
with all the feathers I’ve collected
For myself.

This strength.

I catch myself
Looking back to see a flash
of the gems in the reflection. 

I’ve only ever worn them
for this reason.

Until now.

Full poem by Nisa West:

Inside Looking Out | Authspot

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