Contributor: Trisha Satish
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I am crumbling at a crossroad of constant pressure
Not knowing if this move will be the last
Giving ears to the gruesome voices of my ghosts
That tell me I will always return to where I started
I am the thunder finally breaking through the clouds
Understanding that I am not defined by my history
Leaving behind the fear that brought disconnected tears
Realizing that there is more to life than just a location
I stand there unmoving like an anchor in the ocean
Staring at waves that once controlled and wilted me away
Seeing the burning bush that tells me to let go and start anew
And I finally fit in place
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Trisha Satish is awoken by the cat-like bark of her Golden Retriever. She is driven through her day to fight political injustices and promote feminist movements whether it’s through her vibrant voice or her drumming. At the end of a busy day, Trisha always finds time to catch up on her favorite Netflix shows.
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