Posted in Daily Poetry, New Work, Poetry, Uncategorized

#Hashtag (Symbols)

#hashtag my life,

shorten it to simple sentences,

and character limits

and finite blocks

of shorthanded text.

Strip my linguistics

from my creatively complex


equate my inability to comprehend


to the mass desire

to relate.

To someone, to anyone,

[to] find their flawed differences

mirrored in another being’s

abbreviated expression(s) of self.

I am a person,

yet, in words

my relative existence

is only symbols.



24 March 2019


Curating Personal Year 9. Wife and mom of 3. Writer. Zentrovert. Aspiring Engineer. Resident Badass.

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