Poetry by Azia Archer

No You Are Not Ashes
 
If you feel invisible
Until you learn to scream
 
I’m so sorry, little bird
I hear your song
 
Your wings are not yet clipped
You can fly, so fly
 
There is an entire sky out there
Waiting for you
 
Don’t smother that tiny fire,
Fan the flames
 
You are a phoenix, baby
So burn
 
Burn and burn and burn
Until you’ve been transformed
 
Into a bigger bird
The biggest bird we’ve ever seen
 
Turn that scream
Into a sun
 
The world will bloom
Because of you

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Azia Archer is a mother, writer, maker and, lover living in Minnesota. She is the author of ATOMS & EVERS (dancing girl press, 2017). You can find her online via Twitter @aziaarcher