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I’m not giving this post or poem a title, because like my dad I don’t think art should be named. It should be about what the person receiving it thinks it is about. There should be no preconceieved notions forced on you by tiles or names.


I was content

until I dreamt

How dare I?!

consider the possibilities


Go with the flow

the status quo

how dare I?!

step out of line


Close your eyes

Invite no surprise

how dare I?!

open up everything


But I do dare

despite the fear

consider the possibilities

step out of line

open up everything


Have pen, will write

it is sharper than a sword


creates possibilities, lines, opens up everything

and with it I dream.


About writehandedgirl

Sarah is a writer who is passionate about social justice, feminism, politics, and cats. She is a columnist and poet and currently lives in Nelson. You can follow Sarah on Twitter (@_writehanded_) or read more of her writing at


One thought on “

  1. That’s cool, I can relate. Loving the interrobang.

    Posted by Anna | January 15, 2009, 11:13 pm

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