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Blessing or Lesson

More often than not we let ourselves be surrounded by negativity. And things keep going wrong and we believe it’s wrong and unfair and we feed the cycle till we’re buried underneath it all.

After a while, we stop asking if that’s how it should be. And then we forget how it all started. We are forever lost in the darkness inside ourselves that was originated elsewhere but placed there. And we believe we deserve it. And we believe it’s our own damn fault. And it is. And it’s not. It is because we let it grow and take over. It’s not because we are not responsible for the environment we live in.

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Genre: Urban Arts on 88.9 Radio Milwaukee!

Please take a moment out of your day to read and listen to my interview with Vianca Fuster at 88.9 Radio Milwaukee.

You can find the interview about Genre: Urban Arts here.

She interviewed me, but she is one of the most brilliant young women I know. I am continually impressed with her and am waiting to be witness to the next time sprinkles us with excellence. 

Thank you, Vianca & 88.9 Radio Milwaukee! 

If you want to read more by her please click here.

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What I Make of Me

I wish I could reminisce like you for some sorta time and space I felt safe. But since a young age I had to learn to hold myself and know despite it all, I was still enough. But as you would have guessed, I didn’t know that and spiralled down a really dark path. No, there were no alcohol and drugs, there was something worse, the constant battle with crippling feelings of ‘not enough’.

Imagine growing up believing you should not exist at all. Imagine how would you turn out. I wish I could say I’m turned out ok, but I guess that’s not the complete truth. Even though you may see me holding it together, I’m no more found than you.

We’re lost and alone in the journey back home trying to grow along the way. Even if we do find souls that help us carry the load, in the end we’re the ones to answer to what we let go.

Maybe it would be easier had I learned differently from what my childhood branded in me. But I’ll never know and it doesn’t matter. I’ve learned to make of my self what brings me peace and let go of the misconceptions in my system of beliefs.
© Máh Lima


Photo by Shelby Deeter on Unsplash

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Kleptomaniac

I have run out of electricity.
I would have eaten the sun
Had I known the lights behind my eyes
Would refuse to light up
When I welcomed you

Ever since you visited
Like a kleptomaniac
I have forgotten how to welcome another
To a house that can never belong to him

You dove into my body with mouthfuls.
I would have drank the ocean
Had I known I was not a tsunami enough
For a thirsty man
When I welcomed you

Ever since you visited
Like a kleptomaniac
My body has come to understand
Why it is that airports have a baggage allowance

-Nicole Ruth
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