Adolescence by Amber Tamblyn

Adolescence,
the soft caw of youth,
an extraordinary bloom,
see how the weapons are growing beneath you —
Teaching you how to be brave.
How to go into the world like fear
was but a gear on the machine
of your future adult dreams.

Never forget the first moment you realized
your power. Let me say it again: never forget
the first time you realized your power,
potent as the salt that moves an ocean,
strong as a dress made out of golden yeses,
riotous as the imagination of a thousand Kathleen Hannas,
beautiful as the merging of two clouds over a canyon,
mysterious as the diaries of ancient Queens.

You are a miracle in the middle of the week.
You are a poet. You are every color,
reflected in the palettes of distant planets.
You are someone to be loved. Cherished.
You’ve only just begun.
You are forever.

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