Such an honor to be featured on The Lithium Chronicles. Nicole is an example of true advocacy, plus she’s an amazing poet and writer.
From Oppression Comes Light
Since I left you, I feel free. My soul is no longer trapped
Like a bird learning to fly, I have regained the wings that
had been cut off from me.
Out of the ashes, I no longer surrender to carnal love. My
consuming desire gravitates towards the air, away from
my own prison.
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world was to feel
the joy of his hands, warm and protective.
But I wasn’t happy. Soon reality hit me like cold water in
the morning. I want to rejoice in my loneliness, stitching
my heart from old wounds. I’d rather feel the cold of my
bones at night than share my bed with a fool.
I let you go without crying. My tears evaporated a long
time ago like dust. Are those faces of love long gone?
I have room in…
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