ritual before open mic

Read your poems over and over.
Try to banish self-hatred
by imagining it as a tiny monster
you can let outside for the night.
Try to banish self-hatred
by imagining it as sludge inside your body
that you can cough up, breathe out.

Look in the mirror and imagine
it coming up viscous slowly
haltingly out of your nose and mouth
while you take in sweet
bright glitter cloud air
to fortify.

Remember that you are wearing
great talismans of protection:
your cousin’s chai, your safta’s hamsa,
so many rainbow colored evil eyes
that you are invisible to haters.

If you still feel unsafe:
draw more on your body.
You posess ancient magical weapons.

When you cry over your own words, remember
that it is the ocean flowing through you.

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About mirit mizrahi

artist, writer, activist, giant. זהירות! אני מזרחית
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