Glitter Bomb

Once there was a cage -

Made of shoulds,

Of too much,

Of too loud.

Then one day -

CRACK.

Light everywhere.

Fucking electric.

They said, “Calm down”

I said, “I am the storm.”

Loops and spirals,

Constellations of thought,

Glitter raining through my nervous system -

Holy disarray,

But beautiful and essential.

Fucking electric.

Here I am

Ta-da

I am a fucking glitter bomb.

By Tanya Cameron

(Inspired by Nicci)