Frida Kahlo de Rivera

art, photography, poems, poetry

“I hope the leaving is joyful; and I hope to never return.” Frida Kahlo de Rivera was a Mexican artist who explored identity, post colonialism, race and social class. An icon for Chicanos while striving to answer what it was to be Mexican and an advocate for resisting the mindset of cultural inferiority.

Mandrágora – Diego Rivera, 1939

Potential

photography, poems, poetry, Teen Life

As much potential,
If not more,
Than some of the people through your doors,
I’ve been in this position before,
You call me back and I come in,
I can tell by the language of your body you wanna put me on,
I just killed that shit you’re thinking of bringing me on,

Awaiting another call as a day goes by,
Hopeful,
But not certain in the slightest at all,
“At this time we’d like to extend an offer”
I’m calm,
I know this isn’t over,
Rarely is it that easy,
Another day, another call,
Unfortunately I know the outcome of it all,
“Unfortunately, some things have been flagged,
you’re not a good fit”
Unfazed I knew it’d come to this,
They say leave your past behind you,
But sometimes steps towards the future open the door to who you used to be,
Even after becoming a different person entirely,
Welcome to part of the life made harder by choices of a younger me

Don’t Wait

poems, poetry, Teen Life, Uncategorized

Don’t wait for anyone to love you
You’re beautiful no matter what anyone thinks about you
But I’m convinced you don’t even know you
Too eager for anyone to love you
When you don’t even love you
Don’t wait for that woman and forget that man
Live your truth
Find joy
Focus on you

LOVE

poems, poetry, Teen Life, Uncategorized

Sometimes I think it isn’t for me
See it comes in many forms and you should aim for them all
Not just the kind you get with your spouse
I get it
It makes you feel proud and it can
make you stand tall
But why when you get it you act like that’s all?
I’ve lived those type of moments hold them close cuz they’re special
The devil will wrestle over
Our hearts they’re a vessel
Too much of it to give or maybe not enough
If you’re out there then come and call my bluff
What is this stuff?
A worthless piece of rock to tell you how much you mean
Stronger than nicotine
Take it from me
it’s a hell of a drug
Have you doing stuff you never thought or dreamed of
And that’s not all bad
because i promote growth
I can’t say that none of you do
You both took that oath
It can cut you deep like a knife
Or raise you as high as a kite
Either way you slice it I’m glad it’s in my life