Sixteen Poem by Riley Choma
Sixteen
It's summer vacation and it's thirty degrees.
A sixteen year old girl feels rejected like oil in water and despite how she tries she knows she'll always be separate from those who are wanted.
She loves to swim but stays home so they can't see the way the water enlarges her reflection.
A sixteen year old girl has grown to hate dresses because they show her curves; she feels inadequacy.
She hates her body because she's a size sixteen and not a size two,
and she loves to walk but stays home so they can't point and laugh and treat her as if she's on display.
They tell her her foot steps make earthquakes because they can't see her bones,
but the only earthquakes are the ones the world sets off in her brain.
A sixteen year old girl is also gay...
Society tells her that her love is a sin, and again she suddenly feels even further from fitting in.
The world tells us to be who we are and then reprimands us for being different.
A sixteen year old girl takes a pen and releases a battlefield from her fingertips.
She writes in poetry to the people who made her feel small unapologetically, and bathes her soul in healing ink.
The ink erupts like a volcano melting societal norms like lava, and her heart flows out of an ink joy as if they are the deepest most beautiful parts of the sea.
A sixteen year old girl, finally free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 12:27:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Many acquire traumatic experiences from peers at schools and suffer mentally. If the poem is written from personal experience, I would say it has been well expressed and the readers can see the erupting volcano. Well done!