“Radical Acceptance”

i fall for magic the same way i bruise:
easily.

lately i see this is because
the inexpressible
and the
heat of blood pooling–
these are me,
and were mine first.
what i love i love because
i know my own fingerprints:
the way stars flow so i will
always feel them;
kindness so careful it
shares borders with dishonesty.
the part of me that broke
at such intricate artistry,
was the part of me that rhymed,
was the part of me that made this
for myself to find.

lately being here feels lonely,
like searching for a window
in a hall of mirrors, forever
catching my own eye, for once
i’d like to see outside
instead of within.
endlessly learning that
I Am.
endlessly hoping that
is not all there is.

melissa suarez