My daughter will learn
how to hone the blades
on the tip of her tongue;
and she will cut and sculpt
words which move the world
to tears and action.
She will use her mother’s weapons
to leave this world
a better place;
carrying a knife in her wit
and not her pocket,
wielding strength in
her kindness and ferocity,
not fighting for her life
and her right to exist.
She will be here to stay.
She will not be shushed
nor ushered away.
Kristiana Reed is an English teacher and a writer (in her free time and day dreams.) She is the author of the WordPress blog My Screaming Twenties and she writes about love, her struggle with mental health, survival and hope. She is currently in the middle of producing Between the Trees, her debut anthology, and writing her first novel.
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Perfectly written
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Thank you ☺️
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Those will be well taught daughters.
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Kristiana Reed brings a plan to Blood into Ink.
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Thank you ☺️
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Hi Kristiana
We love this poem! We were wondering if you would consider submitting it to the feminist issue of our zine, MAELSTROM?
If so, please contact our creative submissions editor, Aukje at maelstrom.aukje@gmail.com.
Thank you!
Amy
– MAELSTROM editor
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Thank you so much! I will definitely submit.
Is it possible to submit more than one?
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Yes of course! Send as many as you like over to Aukje; she’s a poet herself and loves to see multiple submissions from creative writers! 🙂
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Wonderful, thank you 🙂
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Right on Kristiana🖤
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💛💛
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Well hello, goddess. You deliver as usual ❤
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Thank you 💛💛💛
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