nothin to prove

nestled in my soul  

deep and private  

travelling through blood  

seeped into my heart  

maroon glowing  

broke through  

spread through  

lays with me as a reminder  

where we’ve been  

where i am  

where’s next?  

lays with me as an affirmation  

legacy of greatness  

legacy of goodness  

my legacy will be my own  

sits above my cupid’s bow  

comfortably  

voice cautious and committed  

i know i love  

i know i don’t understand it all  

moving in my memory  

through mind and body  

in meals 

in church  

in house and home  

memory pushes outwards 

forcefully through curls  

eyes limbs nails smiles  

always connected  

previously stretched thin

finding our way back  

nothin to prove  

everything  

to learn 

to feel 

to remember 

Dalyah Schiarizza

Dalyah is the Print Director MUSE. As an avid reader and Swiftie, she’s almost always incorporating new words into everyday conversation and fill her own writing with easter eggs.

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