POEM:
Arise and claim your throne
You, a queen that has fallen
The one with the buried kingdom and forgotten the throne
You, who surrendered her strength to the struggle
The pain cut off your wings
You could not fly
You stayed on the ground
Let go of the passion you possessed
Buried the dreams and wishes.
Arise and…
FemaleHood
Being a woman is learning
how to exist loudly
in a world that prefers you quiet.
It is carrying questions in your body,
answers in your silence,
and still choosing softness.
It is remembering yourself
even when the world tries to name you first.
It is becoming,
every single day,
without permission.
– By AJ Pearl
aka Aisosa Joseph
Instagram: SheIsAJPearl
Mirror, Mirror. Who’s the prettiest of them all?
Not me. Certainly.
Look at all the beauties out there.
Surely, have you seen my crooked smile?
What about my pimples?
And what about my big ears?
Oh, how glad I am that you can only see my face.
For I hear my legs are manly, far from…
Emotional being,
We are with our emotions
Emotions pokes the tip of my nail
Searching for peace, to find nothing relatable,
living within me, and then to find nothing at all.
The sun pumps my smile – a new plum of smoke
straight into the my awareness,
A loud guilt that pierced through and out.
My face…
I became my mother’s caregiver when I was just four years old.
My mother was from Opuwo, in the Kunene region of Namibia. When I was four, she became very ill. In our area, people strongly believed in witchcraft. They thought her sickness was caused by something supernatural, something that…
This voice of mine,
this prayer born of my tongue,
I will never let it fade away.
In celebration, I will stomp through the open fields,
my heart bursting with a joy so deep,
wrapped in the quiet embrace of my faith.
Oh, I will pray and praise,
the ancient thanksgiving prayers and songs
my mother hummed…