NiñaEstrella

Small girl
Age of six.
Placing her tiny fingers upon the huge piano and gaping up at the swallowing blackness.
The keys don't sound good underneath her light, unexperienced fingers.

happy birthday.
I hope you have a great day beyond all great days because you are finally a teenager.
I hope it's all you expected.
And I know I'll be able to celebrate with you later
But I just wanted to say hi happy birthday.

I have an itch to dance
To shake my body to the music playing from my phone in my mint green bedroom.
To bend and fantasize in my living room with music blasting from the speakers.
I have an itch to dance.

I have an itch to sing.

    Come, little bird, come to me. I can use you.

    Come to me, little bird. Come. I will keep you safe.

What is your heart’s desire?

The heart is not a judge of who or what you are.

But it keeps you alive.

What keeps you alive?

What is the only thing you couldn’t live without?