Tag: writer

• old

  Maybe we’re just afraid of getting old beause of how we are treating our elders. Isolating them as soon as they aren’t of monetary value. As soon as they aren’t producing more children. As soon as they move slower, and won’t labor for a machine. They know more, but our patience is short. Growing, aging. […]

  chanawrites

  July 4, 2022

  Uncategorized

  aging, connection, depression, writer, writing

• First born

  Fall 2021 My mama couldn’t be a momShe’s always been a friendShe couldn’t hug meShe couldn’t play pretendShe was scared, observing, shy,she didn’t wanna be condemned.Survivor of a hateful houseA women-second church and townSo she couldn’t get fat to giveShe couldn’t get tall, or strongWhat was she to do with meDress up, arrange it beautiful,The […]

  chanawrites

  September 30, 2021

  poems & prose

  feminism, journal, mama, poem, prose, writer