Poetry & Art

Tortilla Moon

The tortilla moon
gave me permission
to tell you this.

Gave me permission
to say
that you are whole
within yourself.

Reminded me to mention
the moonshined-cherry blood
that keeps you alive.

The spiced tongue
that keeps you awake.

It told me to say
that you are a home
within yourself.

And that home is warm
and delicious.

It’s been there.

It asks that you savor it,
fold into it,
add onto it,

and you will.

Or, at least that’s what you say
to the mirror on the table.

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by Stephanie Nieves

Stephanie Nieves (she/her) is an artist from Spanish Harlem, NY, whose self-discovery and personal empowerment inspire her writing. She holds a B.A. in writing and rhetoric and is a full-time editor versed in SEO writing, poetry, and narrative essay. You can find more of her musings on FGRLS Club and The Thought Catalog, or connect with her on Twitter and Instagram.

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