My heart aches for the child that waits until I am woman enough to conceive him.
Poetry and Prose by Aimee Devlin
Enjoy reading this selection of poetry and prose written by Aimee Devlin. Topics include womanhood, hardship, critiques of feminism, femininity, gender studies, victimhood, psychology, meaning, empowerment, childbirth, darkness, rebirth, freedom, poverty, the underworld, connection, love, relationships, and joy.
I can’t write. My voice is stifled, after years of living a life that wasn’t mine.
Whilst she birthed her baby in water, I wondered if I’d ever stop drowning, so I could birth one too.
A fine thing happens when our life falls apart. We find within the shattered pieces, that falling apart is just a precursor to finding ourselves.
You call out “positivity culture” for being fake, but what if you’re just scared it’s real? That your desire for suffering is an addiction that blinds you, colours your perception, like your ideologies do?
“I see you,” he says. My walls all crumble, like the sweet topping on rhubarb and apple.