The good in you sees
The good in me together we
Making things better
Good
hope
I did that
I did that, yep me
Gassing myself up, mm hmm
Remembering now
Hops and Hope
A reminder that hope
Can grow from an idea that
Takes hold like a vine
Part II
Covers your trellis
Winding strength held up by your
Lasting Foundation
Part III
Firm, unwavering
Steadfast, weathering changing
Seasons hops and hope
Intimacy
That kind if intamacy
That builds
When you sleep in the same space
Share the same work
Learn together
The type of intimacy that builds
When you know each other
At your most vulnerable
At your most desperate
At a time when you are
Figuring it all out
That’s what I hold on to
Prayers
Prayers without words
Feeling the grief, love-relief
God always with us
Softer
Part 1
Trying to live a
Softer life, speaking gentle
erasing trauma
Part II
Holding close my love
Of soothing hurt with flowers
Blooming healing balm
Part III
So that they may know
An innocence, a freedom
To pass on instead
Part IV
Although we do not
Forget, we set them free of
The bonds of that pain
Growing Home
Growing homes for bees
Friends for sunflowers, spring plants
Flowering comfort
Getting Caught
I’m done
Getting caught in
Other’s stories
Forgetting all about
My own
Until
I
Have
No
More
Stories
Let’s start a movement
Let’s start a movement
Let’s start a simple movement
Relieving the burden of proof
From those who are oppressed
Relieving the burden of proof
From those who are marginalized
Relieving the burden of proof
From cultures that have been appropriated
Let’s start a powerful movement
Relieving the burden of proof
From those who experience micro aggressions
Relieving the burden of proof
From those that experience systemic racism
Relieving the burden of proof
From those that experience discrimination and prejudice
Let’s start a movement of believing those experiences by relieving the burden of proof requirement to be heard.
DeShauna Hollie
Not so hurried
Sometimes we want them to already know
What we know
Sometimes we want them to be who they are going to be
Without know who they are now
Sometimes we try to hurry them
To be who we want them to be
Sometimes we try to hurry them to be
Who we see them as
Sometimes we hurry them along so fast
That they don’t get time to
Play
Rest
Tryout life before
Committing to who
They are
Committing to who
They want to be
Sometimes we want them to bloom
Before they are ready
D.S. Hollie 