Kathryn D'Agostino

Tag: embodying space

  • Acceptance

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    Originally Posted on October 20th, 2023 I will not kneel at your feet Climb mountains or sail the sea I will hold firm in my belief in myself My honesty and compassion For my love knows no bounds but my body has experienced It has seen, and felt, touched and tasted It has heard your…

  • Perceived

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    Originally Posted on October 12th, 2023 I am collectibleLike a special edition Barbie Or that rare holographic Charizard cardI’m a noveltyYou want to put me on your shelfTell everyone you know I’ve been added to your collectionBut it’s all for the sake of havingBeing able to say you’ve brushed shoulders with the rare and unusualYou’re…

  • Them

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    Originally Posted on September 3rd, 2023 I was just there I took up space I felt seen I existed

  • woe-MEN

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    Originally Posted on March 10th, 2023 In a field dominated by women you would think there would be an overflowing of empathy and compassion but instead there are the shrieking cries of “pick me.” Women who have tricked themselves into believing that if they inflict pain on their fellow sisters they will be spared the…

  • Stranger

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    Originally Posted on March 9th, 2023 In the distance stood the Table mountain, the lack of peak blunted against the blue and white sky, the sun reflecting off of the snowy sides. I was walking on the frozen sand, waves lapping ever so gently on the shore. He looked over at me with a knowing…

  • A Short Poem

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    Originally Posted on May 3rd, 2020 There is a space inside my mind     Two Lines An intersection of sorts Leading to nothingness towns

  • Willingness

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    Originally Published on April 19th, 2020 It feels like my whole life my biggest dream has been to climb a mountain and scream at the top of my lungs. I’ve seen them do it in movies and they always feel better afterward. But maybe that’s just a metaphor for how opening our voices to the…

  • If You Show Up In My Favorite Place

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    Originally Posted on March 15th, 2020 If you show up in my favorite place, you will swing on the white bench hanging from the ceiling. You’ll hear the creaking as the chain catches on the hooks and watch the world go by right beyond the porch but never quite manage to move in time with…