I am maria!

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  • Madame X

    Madame X

    While lying in bed

    scrolling down,

    a concentrated frown.

    Voices barking at her,

    expounding loud.

    Fight through the crowd.

    Bits and pieces.

    Fragments. Opinions.

    The Minions

    telling her what she should do,

    as if she didn’t have a clue.

    How to iron out the wrinkles,

    expunge the weight,

    be positive,

    meditate,

    “What Gen are you?”

    They call her X.

    She likes that.

    “Madame X.”

    She smiles and twiddles her toes,

    stretching into a pose.

    Time to get up.

    Make her mark,

    using her own special spark.

    A cross.

    An X.

    Her flex.

    Her call.

    Who is she?


    She’s,

    Mme X

    Creative expressions part of the artistic research of I am Maria! A warm invitation to explore more poems and audiovisual experiments here

  • The Knot

    The Knot

    There’s a knot in

    My stomach that won’t come undone

    It’s years and years of holding in 

    The sum of not saying 

    no!

    Saying I’m alright

    avoiding a fight

    of seeming small

    afraid to be tall

    not speaking up

    mouth taped shut.

    Fear

    growing year by year

    The knot’s still there

    as I wash my hair

    put on my face

    for the rat race.

    The knot, the knot 

    won’t come undone,

    in my stomach 

    in my tum.

    Please someone help 

    bring reprieve,

    this feeling 

        this feeling 

    just won’t leave.

    Every poem, song, story, and performance on this website is part of an unfolding journey of artistic discovery. I invite you to explore further, listen deeply, and follow the many paths that continue to emerge through I am Maria!

  • Supernova

    Supernova

    I’m a supernova 

    revving up to move ya.

    Done my time, 

    paid the fine,

    I’m a supernova!

    Don’t tell me that it’s over,

    your narrow mind,

    shut up and blind,

    I’m a supernova,

    Look up,

    I’m there, in the sky. . .

    you can’t deny that 

    I’m a supernova!

    You’re warmly invited to listen to Supernova and explore more music, poetry, and creative reflections from the evolving journey of I am Maria! here on the blog.

  • Rebel in the making

    Peel away the facade,

    that mask,

    the skin,

    that was pinned,

    on her face ,

    wrongly placed,

    rebel in the making,

    she refuses the faking ,

    3am.

    Strikes a flame,

    with her pen,

    on fire,

    creating to inspire,

    a danger to the ones,

    who want the liar.

    Each stroke,

    crafted to provoke, 

    the woman and  her muse,

    both  just lit the fuse. . .

    This poem sits within my ongoing creative research project I am Maria, where voice, identity, and artistic authorship are explored through performance, poetry, and sound.