“Oh no, that stanza should be over there…”
Publishing poetry changes the words,
They no longer only belong to me,
Every reader has their own impression,
Clicking publish removes it from my control.
“Confusing sentence structure,
Make your leading point clearer.”
You become your worst critic,
Ripping apart every word.
Your own Editor-in-Chief,
Red lines circling any mistake.
Fulfills emotional needs,
Provokes endless meaning.
Gives insight on diverse lives,
Provides true understanding.
Don’t harass your writing,
Don’t obsess for flawless.
Nothing kills inspiration,
Like a need for perfection.
Brittan began writing poetry in June 2020, when she was consumed by emotion upon remembering memories previously hidden by dissociative amnesia. She uses poetry as a therapeutic exercise when revisiting homophobic traumatic memories and describing life with BPD & Bipolar 2. She uses poetry as a medium for self-expression when discussing Buddhism, lesbianism, and platonic love.