STRONG – A POEM

Strong

When I am hungry

I smear Honey on my cheeks

and pick carne from my baby hairs

Under the sky in the

heat of the black

smoke curling

I press to the ground

I curl like a feather

is licking my back

and in the spark dust I do not fall

like milk tears

but stand

with the sky.

 

 

This poem is a part of an ongoing poetry series in our magazine. Gabby Mancuso is a poet living in New York City, writing poetry inspired by Wellvyl‘s manifesto, pillars, and overall mission to create change in the health & wellness space. Inspired? Tell us in the comments. 

Check out Gabby’s poem ‘Expansion’ here.

Read more stories for the soul in search here.

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