Do you love me?
There was a plea in your eyes
a choking sob
you caught in your throat.
I always thought I would be the one
to ask you those frightening questions
The plan was never for anyone to get hurt
for the pain I will cause your heart.
How cruel of me
to ruin a beautiful day
under the sun.
Be the writer of your own story.
Treat yourself like you’re the main
character of your own adventure!
in the pit of my stomach
has never failed me before,
why would it now?
i hope it does.
— day sibley, intuition
Rejections, after Lauren Elma Frament
In a year of taking a break from submitting, I almost forgot how tedious sending your work to publications can be. You put blood, sweat and tears in revising your work to death before sending it out, and boom! You get the big “no”.
Sending my pieces to lit. journals had come in small blessings, usually unexpected. There were times my pieces fitted the theme of the journal and I got the boot. There were times I would cry and question if I should write at all, some I didn’t care.
Which is to say, you shouldn’t question whether you’re a good writer or not, there’s plenty of journals worldwide. It’s one of the scenarios where you have to push yourself. It’s not going to be easy–it’s really frustrating to be honest, but it’s part of the journey being a writer.
God forbid someone
treats your daughter the way you
treat her own mother.
— Day Sibley, Women and daughters
I showed you too much affection
like an over watered plant
and with it
— Day Sibley, Untitled Ninety-one
A blessing it would be if women could
love one another instead of competing
against each other.
— Day Sibley, A Woman’s Mirror
The greatest sin the world forbids a woman to do, is love herself.
See, she is the wife before she is an individual. The mother who
cares for herself last. Someone’s sister or aunt. She never belongs
to herself. God forbid she does.
— Day Sibley, A Woman’s Worth
If I told you,
you can find the beauty
in my fall
would you believe me?
— Day Sibley, Untitled Eighty-nine
She told me I am
chaos and like it I
attract ugly things.
In order to heal
you have to learn to forgive
the hurt inflicted.