The writing blog of ClilyArtistSpace

This year, I held to those, who held to me too, and everything felt stronger. I mourned the losses I've needed to feel, and all the...

I made poetry and then it drowns me with openness. The poetry existed within me before I released it, so I don't know if I made it, or...

My grandpa was as giant as a tree. He was infinitely bigger than me. He would lean down and connect his hands so he could swing me like a...

After trying your best to hold onto love, you learn to hold the love that holds you too.

Is freedom even for me?

to love myself

I don't want, the pain in my heart, to shut off the magic inside and around me. But that pain, is so heavy. I don't want , to be cut off...

Healing for me

I didn't expect, that now I would grow

Is it better without me?

Listening to you

Saving others before you save yourself. Never, ever ask for help. Set yourself on fire, so they know that you care. Never, ever come up...

The people I come from...

I love you unconditionally, but...

Sometimes things seem so far away. There comes a new season. everything is cleared. all washed away. You realize what was once...

I heard the door close I assumed you left sadness. a close closed sad sadness. slow breath. she cried and cried and cried. she looked out...

There are some powerful silences. Right by my side. I can feel, but don't ever know what they hide. It confuses me deeply. That where...

ma- n- y people mis- ta- ken me for what they want to take from me.

I do not exist for you. the thing about me is. I. do not. exist. for. you. The thing about me is I. exist. for me. The thing about me is...

I wonder. to what extent do many of us are many of us waiting for permission to be human. what happens if we just are? our.kind. 2020