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December 11, 2014

Weight. {Poem}

strong holiday woman

This time of year can make us feel wobbly, particularly the female persuasion.

During the holidays, there are a lot of societal pressures around relationships, food and general merriment With that in mind, I’m sharing this poem in hopes to inspire—regardless of  gender—to remember our full power.

Here’s to the unlimited force of our unique and vibrant selves, however we show up in the world.

Weight

I keep my body
smaller than
my soul
just so there will be
no question.

But there always is.
One, dumb test.
One painfully, exhausting
push
to see what I’ll do,

Someone inevitably thinks he can
pick me up,
spin me around,
toss me away.

If he looked closely
he’d see how heavy
I am.
How all of his
muscles working together
could not budge me.

Like the woman trapped
under the car
who lifted it—
the whole thing—
off herself because she had to
in order to survive,
my strength is
quiet;
you wouldn’t know
it was there.

Unless you tried
to lift me.


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Author: Rachel Astarte Piccione

Editor: Ashleigh Hitchcock

Photo: flickr

 

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