Why do you live in your body like you will be given another? As if it were temporary. You starve it, you let anyone touch it, you berate it. Tell it that it should be completely different. You tug at your soft flesh, wish it thinner, wish it gone. You fall in love with those who praise the way it sighs under their hands, but who praises the way it holds up your weight, even when you are falling apart?

Light attracts light. But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy

Make love like you have no secrets like you've never been left never been hurt like the world don't owe you a single wretched thing.

I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.

Warsan means "good news" and Shire means "to gather in one place". My parents named me after my father's mother, my grandmother. Growing up, I absolutely wanted a name that was easier to pronounce, more common, prettier. But then I grew up and understood the power of a name, the beauty that comes in understanding how your name has affected who you are.

You can't make homes out of human beings.

There is no intimacy like that between two women who have chosen to be sisters.