I Am Booming
Boom! born early the wind inside the gem
of my body could not wait, I was already an instrument.
I cherish being played even when pain strikes chords on my
body I am alive I am booming into this world.
If you are suspicious of beauty then be suspicious of me.
Because I am boom beautiful take up room lovely.
Scarred and used divine dream bloom burst pretty.
I am love ribboning into you color smash blast into you.
I am broken from booming, so I celebrate the break.
I am starlight in window clarity in the pane/pain.
Ascension bells ringing so I fly boomful in this life.
Lift a veil and let my senses lead boom! The blast of salt joy thunder
taking me into the sky. Twinkle and questfilled explode towards
the light still surprised by love. Still surprised by touch.
A child of tenderness boom beats my 8-bit bass-filled heart!
I am singing from all places inside of me. Happy music touches every
organ, spiral bass body booms, my boom blood runs in brave veins.
I am booming from this life to the next. I boomed it. I boom.
Suzanne Richardson earned her M.F.A. in Albuquerque, New Mexico at the University of New Mexico. She currently lives in Binghamton, New York where she’s a Ph.D. student in creative writing at SUNY Binghamton. She is working on a memoir, Throw it Up and a full poetry collection, The Want Monster. She is the writer of Three Things @nocontactmag and more about Suzanne and her writing can be found here: https://www-suzannerichardsonwrites.tumblr.com/ and here: @oozannesay
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